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THE 

PULPIT  AND  ROSTRUM. 


ANDREW  J.  GRAHAM  AND  CHARLES  B.  COIXAR,  REPORTERS. 


SKETCH     OF 


PARSON  BROWNLOW, 


AND   HIS 


SPEECHES, 

AT  THE  ACADEMY  OF  MUSIC  AND  COOPER  INSTITUTE, 

NEW  YORK,  MAY,    1862. 
FULLY  AND  CORRECTLY  REPORTED  IN  SHORT  HAND  BY  CHAS.  B.  COLLAR. 


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PULPIT   AND    ROSTRUM, 

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,    ORATIONS,    Etc, 

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^-.      *  it  '•!'  the  many  reported,  we  hope  to  elect  twelve  each  year. 

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^         No.  1.— CHRISTIAN    RECREATION    AND    UNCHRISTIAN    AMUSEMENT, 
_     Sermon  by  Rev  T  L.  CUYLER. 

No.  2.— MENTAL  CULTURE  FOR  WOMEN,  Addresses  by  Rev.  H.  W.  BEBCITW 
md  Hon.  JAS.  T.  BRADY. 
fl         No.  3.— GRANDEURS  OF  ASTRONOMY,  Discourse  by  Prof.  0.  M.  MITCHELL. 

No.  4.— PROGRESS  AND  DEMANDS  OF  CHRISTIANITY,  Sermon  by  Rev.  WM 

1       Il.MlLEURN. 

Y         No.  5.— JESUS  AND  THE  RESURRECTION,  Sermon  by  Rev.  A.  KINGMAN  NOTT 

r.         No.  C.— TRIBUTE  TO  HUMBOLDT,  Addresses  by  Hon.  GEO.  BANCROFT,  Rev.  DT 
THOMPSON,  Profs.  AGASSIZ,  LIBBER,  BACJIE  and  GUYOT. 
No.  7.— COMING  TO  CHRIST,  Sermon  by  Rev.  HENRY  M.  SCUDDER,  D.  D.,  M.  I> 

7         No.  8.— DANIEL  WEBSTER,  Oration  by  Hon.  EDWARD  EVERETT,  at  the  Inaugur 
ation  of  the  statue  of  Webster,  at  Boston,  Sept.  17th,  1859. 

No.  9.— A    CHEERFUL    TEMPER,  a  Thanksgiving  Discourse,   by  Rev.  WM 
-       VDAMS,  D.  D. 

r-;         No.  10.— DEATH    OF    WASHINGTON    IRVING,   Address  by  Hon.  EDWARD 
'EVERETT  and  Sermon  by  Rev.  JNO.  A.  TODD. 

~         No.  11.— GEORGE    WASHINGTON,  Oration  by  Hon.  Tiro?.  S.  BOCOCK,  at  the 
Inauguration  of  the  statue  of  Washington,  in  the  city  of  Washington,  February 
j:      22d,  1860. 

No.  12.— TRAVEL,  ITS  PLEASURES,  ADVANTAGES  AND  REQUIREMENTS, 
QQ      Lecture  by  J.  H.  SIDDOXS. 

01        No.  13.— ITALIAN  INDEPENDENCE,  Addresses  by  Rev.  HENRY  WARD  BEECHEH. 
.lev.  HENRY  W.  BELLOWS,  D.  D.,  Rev.  Jos.  P.  THOMPSON,  D.  D.,  and  Prof.  O.  M. 
i>     MITCHELL.     Delivered  in  New  York,  Feb.  17th,  1860. 

No.  14.— SUCCESS  OF  OUR  REPUBLIC,  Oration  by  Hon.  EDWARD  EVERETT,  in 
<£     Boston,  July  4th,  1860 

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States  Senate,  on  the  FORCE  BILL,  and  JACKSON'S  PROCLAMATION  to  South 
-/'     <  'urolina  in  1833. 

k z         Nos.  17  &  18.— (Two  in  one,  20  cents.)  WEBSTER'S  REPLY  TO  HAYNE. 

''         No.  19.— LAFAYETTE,  Oration  by   Hon.  CHARLES   SUMNER,  delivered  in  New 
York  and  Philadelphia.  Dec..  ISfiO 

No.  20.— THE  CAUSES  OF  THE  AMERICAN  CIVIL  WAR,  a  paper  contributed 

the  London  Times,  by  J.  LOTIIROP  MOTLEY. 

Nos.  21  &  22,  (Two  in  one,  20  cents) .—' '  THE  QUESTIONS  OF  THE  DAY. "     The 
_      rreat  oration  of  EDWARD  EVERETT,  delivered  at  the  Academy  of  Music,  July  4,  1861. 

No.  23.— PROVIDENCE  IN  TPIE  WAR  ;  A  Thanksgiving  Discourse,  by  the  Rev 
S.  D.  BURCHARD,  D.D.,  delivered  in  New  York,  November  28th,  1861. 

No.  24.— THK  SOUTHERN  REBELLION;  and  the  Constitutional  Powers  of  the 
Republic  for  its  Suppression.  An  Address  by  the  Hon.  HENRY  WINTER  DAVIS,  before 
the  Mercantile  Library  Association  of  Brooklyn,  November  26th,  1S61. 

No.  25—  THE  WAR  FOR  THE  UNION.  An  Address  by  WENDELL  PHILLIPS 
delivered  in  New  York  and  Boston,  in  December,  1861. 

E.  D.  BARKER,  Publisher,  135  Grand  Street,  Kew  fcrlt 


SKETCH  OF  PARSON  BROWNLOW. 

BY   THEODOEK   TILTON. 


[The  following  is  part  of  an  editorial  article  in  the  Independent,  May  22, 1SG2.— 
ED.  PULPIT  AND  KOSTKUM.] 

ME.  BROWNLOW  is  drawing  nigh  to  sixty  years  of  age,  tall  and 
slender  in  figure,  with  dark  hair  and  eyes,  a  face  of  remarkably 
sharp  outlines,  wearing  just  now  a  look  of  illness  and  weariness 
by  reason  of  his  rigorous  imprisonment.  He  came  originally  from 
Yirginia,  hailing  from  the  same  birth-place  with  Floyd,  near 
Wythe,  in  the  western  part  of  the  State.  He  began  life  honest,  as 
he  says,  and  has  remained  poor ;  while  Floyd,  turning  knavish,  has 
grown  rich.  ,  Till  his  twenty-fifth  year  he  was  a  house-carpenter. 
Then,  dropping  his  jack-plane,  he  took  the  saddle-bags  of  a  travel 
ing  Methodist  preacher,  and  rode  a  hard  circuit  for  ten  years.  Be 
coming  engrossed  in  the  political  questions  of  the  time,  and  never, 
as  he  testifies,  remaining  neutral  on  any  subject,  he  became  a  parti 
san  leader  in  politics,  and  soon  began  to  exercise  great  influence  as 
the  editor  of  a  newspaper — an  employment  which,  for  thirty 
years,  has  supplied  him  with  plenty  of  hard  work. 

He  exhibits  in  his  character  a  singular  union  of  high  moral  and 
intellectual  qualities  with  an  almost  unaccountable  deficiency  of 
that  sense  of  the  fitness  of  things  which  we  call  good  taste.  Thus, 
in  his  personal  habits,  he  is  singularly  pure ;  he  never  tastes  liquor, 
never  has  used  tobacco,  never  has  seen  a  play  at  a  theater,  and 
never  has  dealt  a  pack  of  cards — a  remarkable  record  for  a  South 
erner.  But  when  he  opens  his  lips,  his  language,  although  without 
positive  profanity  (except  when  quoting  other  men's),  is  often  so 
grating  to  polite  ears  that  it  keeps  sersiti  TC  listeners  from  blushed 

PULPIT  AND  KOSTKUM— SUPPLEMENT  No.  1 , 


4  "  *    *  '    "S^fifcil*  Ofr  PARSON  BEOWNLOW. 

only  because  it  irresistibly  provokes  to  laughter.  He  confesses 
that  his  chief  natural  gift  is  in  piling  epithets  upon  the  heads 
of  scoundrels.  He  knows  no  pleasure  equal  to  discovering  a  new 
rascal,  or  a  new  rascality  of  an  old  one,  and  printing  the  name  and 
facts  in  capital  letters  in  the  next  Knoxville  WJiig.  But  he  is  a 
man  whom  a  thorough  New  England  training,  moral  and  intel 
lectual,  would  have  built  up  into  a  dignified,  impressive,  and  splen 
did  character.  He  is  one  of  many  men  in  the  South,  made  of 
nature's  best  stuff,  whom  the  influence  of  slavery,  unconsciously 
to  themselves,  has  defrauded  of  their  just  rank  in  the  scale  of  true 
nobility  and  honorable  fame. 

"When  the  question  arose  of  the  secession  of  Tennessee,  he  made 
an  intrepid  stand  against  it.  Having  thus  stirred  a  hornet's  nest, 
he  had  not  to  wait  long  to  feel  the  stings.  He  was  insulted  to  his 
face,  dogged  in  his  walks,  and  threatened  with  pistol-shots.  Ho 
was  commanded  by  traitors  to  transfer  the  allegiance  of  his  paper 
to  Jefferson  Davis,  but  indignantly  refused.  He  was  then  tempted 
with  a  bribe,  which  he  still  more  indignantly  spurned.  Then  his 
pen  was  smitten  out  of  his  hands.  The  traitors  invaded  his  office, 
stopped  his  press,  and  turned  his  press-room  into  a  machine-shop 
for  boring  rifles  to  aim  at  loyal  hearts.  Still  continuing  to  show 
his  personal  allegiance  to  the  Union,  he  was  hunted  out  of  Knox 
ville  and  driven  to  take  refuge  in  the  wastes  of  the  Smoky  Mount 
ains,  where  he  shot  bears  arid  wild  turkeys,  and  slept  on  a  blanket 
on  the  bare  ground.  Meanwhile,  without  his  knowledge,  his  wife 
procured  from  Richmond  a  pass  to  permit  him  to  retire  from  the 
State.  This  fact,  being  communicated  to  him  in  his  mountain  re 
treat,  brought  him  back  to  Knoxville,  where,  as  soon  as  he  showed 
his  face,  he  was  seized,  in  violation  of  the  pledge,  thrown  into  jail, 
and  kept  in  loathsome  confinement  for  three  months. 

During  his  stay  in  the  prison,  almost  every  day  a  cart  with  a 
coffin  drove  to  the  door,  and  some  victim  was  taken  out  to  be 
hung.  The  prisoners,  none  of  whom  were  charged  with  any  other 
offense  than  loyalty  to  the  Union,  seldom  had  a  day's,  and  some 
times  not  an  hour's,  notice  when  the  cart  would  call,  or  for  whom, 


SKETCH  OF  PAESOtf  BEOWNLOW.  5 

Mr.  Brownlow,  after  fully  expecting  to  be  hung,  and  after  prepar 
ing  a  speech  to  be  delivered  on  the  gallows,  was  finally  ordered  out 
of  confinement,  and  out  of  the  Confederacy. 

At  Nashville,  while  on  his  way  to  the  North,  he  met  Andrew- 
Johnson.  It  was  a  singular  meeting.  The  two  men  had  been  bit 
ter  enemies  for  twenty-five  years,  never  cpeaking  to  one  another 
in  all  that  time.  The  quarrel  arose  out  of  the  partisan  warfare 
waged  over  the  names  of  General  Jackson  and  John  Quincy 
Adams,  Johnson  siding  with  Jackson,  and  Brownlow  with  Adams. 
But  at  Nashville  the  two  men  met  face  to  face,  each  offered  to  the 
other  his  right  hand,  both  shed  tears,  neither  spoke  a  word,  but 
immediately  separated,  mutually  reconciled !  It  was  honorable  to 
both  men — the  grudge  of  a  lifetime  melted  away  by  one  good  act 
of  mutual  magnanimity ! 

These  are  the  two  men  who  now  represent  before  the  nation 
the  spirit  and  temper  of  the  people  of  East  Tennessee.  That 
mountainous  country  is  guarded  by  a  hardy  race,  accustomed  to 
toil,  owning  few  slaves,  eager  disputants  in  political  struggles,  and 
proudly  jealous  of  their  civil  rights.  Unlike  the  other  portions  of 
the  State,  where  slavery  has  more  completely  corrupted  the  people, 
labor  is  held  honorable,  and  laziness  despised. 

Johnson,  like  Brownlow,  is  a  man  who  has  grown  up  with  a 
loyal  respect  for  hard  work.  As  Brownlow  came  from  one  of  the 
"second  families  of  Virginia,"  Johnson  came  from  a  similar  family 
in  North  Carolina.  He  was  a  tailor.  Think  of  it !  The  military 
governor  of  a  slave  State  having  been  a  tailor,  and  not  a  cavalier! 
He  walked,  as  a  young  man,  across  the  mountains  into  East  Ten 
nessee,  carrying  his  needles  and  scissors  in  a  pack  over  his  shoulder. 
He  could  not  read,  but  soon  married  a  good  woman  who  taught  him 
how.  He  bent  over  his  seams  in  the  daytime,  and  over  his  books 
at  night.  Joining  a  debating  society,  he  soon  began  the  art  of 
thinking  on  his  legs.  In  due  time  he  went  to  Nashville,  first  as 
legislator,  and  afterward  as  governor,  returning  home  in  the  inter 
vals  of  public  business  to  make  jackets  and  trowsers  for  an  honest 
living.  The  town  of  Greenville,  among  the  mountains,  still  shows 


(5  SKETCH  OF  PAESON  BEOWNLOW. 

the  sign,  "Andrew  Johnson,  Tailor."  Shortly  after  rising  from  the 
tailor's  bench  to  the  governor's  chair,  an  early  friend,  who  had 
been  a  blacksmith,  became  Judge  Pepper,  chief-justice  of  the  State. 
The  governor  made  with  his  own  hands  a  suit  of  clothes  and  pre 
sented  them  to  the  judge,  and  the  judge  made  with  his  own  hands 
a  shovel  and  tongs  and  presented  them  to  the  governor. 

The  secret  of  the  steadfast  loyalty  of  East  Tennessee  lies  in  one 
fact :  The  people  own  few  slaves,  and  have  never  learned  to  despise 
labor.  In  all  the  States,  and  sections  of  States,  where  labor  has 
been  held  honorable,  and  the  laborer  has  not  been  degraded,  there 
has  been  no  rebellion  against  the  Government.  In  all  the  States 
and  districts  where  the  prevailing  spirit  of  the  people  has  been  of 
subserviency  to  slavery,  the  sentiment  of  loyalty  has  been  tainted, 
and  the  rebellion  has  been  welcomed.  The  fact  is  full  of  signifi 
cance.  It  demonstrates  beyond  question  that  the  great  struggle 
now  shaking  the  land  is  undisguisedly  between  slavery  and  free 
dom.  All  men's  eyes  are  opening  to  this  fact — even  Mr.  Brown- 
low's.  For  though  he  has  never  been  an  Abolitionist,  yet  his  late 
wounds  and  sufferings  were  inflicted  by  slavery,  and  he  knows  it. 
We  were  not  surprised,  therefore,  to  hear  him  make  a  singular 
confession  in  his  Brooklyn  speech.  "If  the  issue,"  said  he,  "  were 
between  the  Christian  religion  and  the  Union,  I  would  go  against 
the  Union ;  if  it  be  between  the  Union  and  slavery,  I  will  go 
against  slavery" — thus  unconsciously  putting  slavery  at  the  third 
remove  from  the  Christian  religion— and  that  is  where  it  belongs! 


SUFFERINGS  OF  UNION  MEN. 


An  Address  by  Parson  Brownlow  (Rev,  W.  G.  Broicnlow,  D.D.},  delivered 
before  the  citizens  of  New  York,  at  the  Academy  of  Music,  May  15,  1862. 


REPORTED  BY  CTA8.  B.  COLLAR. 


THE  Eeception  of  Parson  Brownlow  on  this  his  first  public  ap 
pearance  in  New  York,  was  marked  by  the  most  hearty  and  enthu 
siastic  demonstrations.  Long  before  the  hour  named  for  the  com 
mencement  of  the  proceedings,  a  dense  throng,  thousands  in  number, 
had  assembled,  filling  all  the  seats,  aisles,  and  lobbies,  from  the  par- 
quette  to  the  upper  tiers — the  parquette  being  reserved  especially  for 
ladies  accompanied  by  gentlemen.  Hundreds  of  leading  citizens 
occupied  the  stage — the  various  professions  being  well  represented 
by  many  distinguished  gentlemen,  evincing  by  their  presence  on 
this  occasion  their  desire  to  render  a  just  tribute  of  praise  to  the 
gallant  Parson,  whose  sufferings,  as  a  Union  man,  had  awakened 
so  general  a  sympathy  throughout  the  whole  community.  As  the 
Parson  was  conducted  upon  the  stage  by  Chas.  T.  Kodgers,  the 
President  of  the  Young  Men's  Republican  Union,  under  whose 
auspices  the  Eeception  was  given,  he  was  received  with  the  most 
rapturous  applause,  the  audience,  en  masse,  rising  to  their  feet, 
waving  their  hats  and  handkerchiefs,  and  joining  in  one  universal 
shout  of  applause. 

Mr.  EODGERS  stated  that,  according  to  the  announcement  through 
the  press,  it  was  expected  that  Governor  Morgan  would  preside ; 
but  he  had  received  a  letter  from  his  Excellency,  regretting  that  his 
official  duties  prevented  his  attendance  on  so  interesting  an  occa 
sion,  as  he  felt  extremely  anxious,  in  common  with  thousands  of  his 
fellow-citizens  of  New  York,  to  enjoy  the  opportunity  thus  afforded 
of  expressing  his  admiration  of  and  sympathy  for  the  man  who, 
with  true  heroism,  had  withstood  the  blandishments  and  braved 
the  threats  of  the  leaders  and  fomenters  of  the  conspiracy  against 
the  Union. 

WM.  M.  EVAETS,  Esq.,  being  called  to  the  chair,  said  that  he 
shared  with  all  the  great  disappointment  at  the  absence  of  the 
Governor  of  the  State.  But  we  might  well  pardon  the  loss  of  his 


8  PAESON  BEOWNLOW  ON  THE 

dignity  to  the  eclat  of  the  occasion,  when  we  knew  that  his  absence 
was  duo  to  that  necessity  which  at  this  time  enveloped  all  who 
were  invested  with  public  trusts.  He  was  proud  to  do  all  that  ho 
could  to  testify  his  appreciation  of  the  heroism  of  Mr.  Brownlow. 
As  we  should  proceed  in  the  great  duties  first  of  subduing  the  re 
bellion,  and  then  of  rcinstituting  in  its  strength  the  Constitution  as 
it  is,  and  the  Union  as  it  is,  we  might  be  sure  that  these  Union  men 
of  Tennessee,  and  their  compatriots  in  the  mountains  of  Korth 
Carolina,  South  Carolina,  Georgia,  and  Alabama,  would  aid  us. 
"With  their  aid  we  should  hold  the  center  as  well  as  the  rim  of  the 
rebellion.  Upon  them  as  a  basis  we  could  reinstate  the  dominion 
of  the  Government  all  over  the  land.  He  would  no  longer  stand 
between  them  and  the  Eev.  Mr.  Brownlow,  whom  he  now  had  the 
pleasure  of  introducing.  [Loud  and  long- continued  and  repeated 
applause.] 

Mr.  BKOWNLOW  then  came  forward  and  spoke  as  follows : 
LADIES  AND  GENTLEMEN — I  take  occasion,  in  advance  of  anything 
and  all  I  may  say,  to  apprise  you  of  what  you  all  will  have  discov 
ered  before  I  take  my  seat — that  is  to  say,  that  in  my  public  ad 
dresses,  no  matter  what  my  theme  may  be,  I  do  not  present  it  to 
an  audience  with  an  eloquence  that  charms,  or  with  that  beauty 
of  diction  which  captivates  and  fascinates  an  assemblage.  This,  I 
may  be  allowed  to  say,  I  most  sincerely  regret,  because  there  is  no 
power  on  earth  so  great,  and  of  such  influence  upon  the  human 
mind,  as  the  power  and  influence  of  oratory,  finished  and  high 
wrought.  Ca3sar  controlled  men  by  exciting  their  fears ;  Cicero, 
by  captivating  their  affections.  The  influence  of  one  perished  with 
its  author;  the  influence  of  the  other  has  continued  throughout  all 
time,  and,  with  public  speakers,  will  continue  to  the  end  of  time. 
But  there  is  one  thing  I  am  confident  of,  this  evening,  and  that 
is,  that  I  address  an  appreciative  audience,  an  assemblage  who 
have  congregated  on  this  occasion  to  hear  some  facts  in  reference 
to  the  great  rebellion  South — the  gigantic  conspiracy  of  the  nine 
teenth  century ;  and  I  shall  therefore  look  more  to  what  I  shall  say 
than  to  the  manner  of  saying  it — more,  if  you  please,  to  the  sub 
ject-matter  of  what  I  shall  say  than  to  any  studied  effort  at  display 
or  beauty  and  force  of  language.  I  will  be  allowed  by  you  an  ad 
ditional  remark  or  two,  personal  in  their  nature  to  myself.  For  the 
last  thirty-five  years  of  my  somewhat  eventful  life  I  have  been 
accustomed  to  speak  in  public  upon  all  the  subjects  afloat  in  the 
land,  for  I  have  never  been  neutral  on  any  subject  that  ever  came 


SUFFERINGS  OF  UNION  MEN.  9 

up  in  that  time.  [Laughter  and  applause.]  Independent  in  all 
things,  and  under  all  circumstances,  I  have  never  been  entirely 
neutral,  but  have  always  taken  a  hand  in  what  was  afloat.  About 
three  years  ago  my  voice  entirely  failed  from  a  stubborn  attack  of 
bronchitis,  and  for  two  years  of  that  time  I  was  unable  to  speak 
above  a  whisper.  During  that  period  I  performed  a  pilgrimage  to 
New  York  and  had  an  operation  performed  upon  my  throat,  and 
was  otherwise  treated  by  an  eminent  physician  of  this  city,  who 
greatly  benefited  me,  and  who,  when  I  parted  with  him,  enjoined 
it  upon  me  to  go  home  and  occasionally  exercise  my  speaking  ma 
chinery,  and,  if  I  could  do  no  better,  to  retire  to  the  grove  of  the 
town  or  village  where  I  live,  and  to  make  short  speeches,  to  declaim 
upon  stumps  or  logs,  as  the  case  might  be.  Instead  of  doing  so, 
however,  in  the  town  in  which  I  live  I  frequently  addressed  a  tem 
perance  organization  in  favor  of  total  abstinence ;  and  you  all 
know  that  is  a  good  cause.  ["  Good,"  and  applause.]  At  other 
times,  as  a  regular  ordained  licensed  Methodist  preacher,  I  tried  to 
deliver  short  sermons  to  the  audience.  That  is  a  good  cause,  you 
admit.  [Applause.]  And  yet  both  together  failed,  to  restore  my 
voice — [laughter] — and  when  I  left  home  for  the  North,  by  way  of 
Cincinnati,  I  had  no  intention  or  expectation  of  making  a  speech ; 
but  as  soon  as  I  opened  my  batteries  in  Pike's  Opera  House,  in  Cin 
cinnati,  against  this  infinitely  infernal  rebellion,  I  found  myself  able 
to  speak,  and  to  be  heard  half  a  mile.  [Great  laughter.]  I  attribute 
the  partial  restoration  of  my  voice  to  the  goodness,  the  glory,  and 
the  Godlike  cause  in  which  I  profess  to  b<3  engaged — that  of  vindi 
cating  the  Union.  [Applause.]  "We  are,  ladies  and  gentlemen,  in. 
the  midst  of  a  revolution,  and  a  most  fearful  one,  as  you  all  know 
it  is.  I  shall,  in  the  remarks  I  may  make  here,  advance  no  senti 
ment,  no  idea ;  I  shall  employ  no  language  that  I  have  not  advanced 
and  employed  time  and  again  at  home,  away  down  in  Dixie. 
["  Good,"  and  applause.]  I  should  despise  myself,  and  merit  the 
scorn  and  contempt  of  every  lady  and  gentleman  under  the  sound 
of  my  voice,  if  I  were  to  come  here  with  one  set  of  principles  and 
opinions  for  the  North,  and  another  set  for  the  South  when  I  am 
there.  [Applause.]  I  will  utter  no  denunciations  of  the  wretched, 
the  corrupt,  and  the  infamous  men  who  inaugurated  this  revolu 
tion  South  here,  that  I  would  not  utter  in  their  hearing  on  the 
streets  of  the  town  where  I  reside.  I  therefore  say  to  you  in  the 
outset  of  my  remarks  I  propose  to  make,  what  I  have  time  and 
again  said  through  the  columns  of  the  most  widely  circulated  paper 


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PARSON  BROWNLOW  ON  THE 


they  had  in  the  Southwest — a  paper,  by  the  way,  which  they  sup 
pressed  and  crushed  out  on  the  25th  of  October  last— the  last  Union 
journal  that  remained  in  any  portion  of  the  Southern  Confederacy, 
and  to  this  good  hour  the  last  and  the  only  religious  journal  in  the 
eleven  seceded  States.  [Applause.]  I  say  to  you,  then,  as  I  have 
said  at  home  time  and  again,  that  the  people  of  the  South,  the 
demagogues  and  leaders  of  the  South,  are  to  blame  for  having 
brought  about  this  state  of  things,  and  not  the  people  of  the  North. 
[Cheers.]  We  have  intended  down  South  for  thirty  years  to  break 
up  this  Government.  It  has  been  our  settled  purpose  and  our  sole 
aim  down  South  to  destroy  the  Union  and  break  up  the  Govern 
ment.  We  have  had  the  Presidency  in  the  South  twice  to  your 
once,  and  five  of  our  men  were  re-elected  to  the  Presidency,  filling 
a  period  of  forty  years.  In  addition  to  that,  we  had  divers  men 
elected  for  one  term,  and  no  man  at  the  North  ever  was  permitted 
to  serve  more  than  one  term ;  and,  in  addition  to  having  elected 
our  men  twice  to  your  once,  and  occupied  the  chair  twice  as  long 
as  you  ever  did,  we  seized  upon  and  appropriated  two  or  three 
miscreants  from  the  North  that  we  elected  to  the  Presidency,  and 
plowed  with  them  as  our  heifers.  [Great  laughter  and  applause.] 
We  asked  of  you  and  obtained  at  your  hands  a  fugitive  slave  law. 
You  voted  for  and  helped  us  to  enact  and  to  establish  it.  We 
asked  of  you  and  obtained  the  repeal  of  the  Missouri  Compromise 
line,  which  never  ought  to  have  been  repealed.  I  fought  against 
it  to  the  bitter  end,  and  denounced  it  and  all  concerned  in  repeal 
ing  it,  and  I  repeat  it  here  again  to-night.  We  asked  and  obtained 
the  admission  of  Texas  into  the  Union,  that  we  might  have  slave 
territory  enough  to  form  some  four  or  five  more  great  States,  and 
you  granted  it.  You  have  granted  us.  from  first  to  last,  all  wo 
have  asked,  all  we  have  desired  ;  and  hence  I  repeat  that  this  thing 
of  secession,  this  wicked  attempt  to  dissolve  the  Union,  has  been 
brought  about  without  the  shadow  of  a  cause.  It  is  the  work  of 
the  worst  men  that  ever  God  permitted  to  live  on  the  face  of  this 
earth.  [Applause.]  It  is  the  work  of  a  set  of  men  down  South 
who,  in  winding  up  this  rebellion,  if  our  administration  and  Gov 
ernment  shall  fail  to  hang  them  as  high  as  Hainan— hang  every  one 
of  them — they  will  make  an  utter  failure.  I  have  confidence  my 
self,  arid,  thank  God,  I  have  always  had  faith  and  confidence,  in 
the  Government  crushing  out,  this  rebellion.  [Applause.]  We 
have  the  men  at  the  head  of  affairs  who  will  do  it— [cheers]— and 
that  gallant  and  glorious  man,  McClellan— [enthusiastic  cheering 


SUFFERINGS  OF   UNION  MEN.  ]]_ 

and  waving  of  handkerchiefs,  which  lasted  for  some  minutes] — a 
man  in  whose  ability  and  integrity  I  have  all  the  time  had  confi 
dence,  and  prophesied  he  would  come  out  right  side  up.  [Laugh 
ter  and  applause.]  My  own  distracted  and  oppressed  section  of  the 
country,  East  Tennessee,  falls  now  by  the  new  arrangement  into 
the  military  district  of  that  hero,  Fremont.  [Great  cheering  and 
some  hisses.]  We  rejoiced  in  East  Tennessee  when  we  heard  that 
we  had  fallen  into  his  division — [applause] — and  although  I  have 
always  differed  with  him  in  politics,  yet,  in  a  word,  he  is  my  sort 
of  man.  He  will  either  make  a  spoon  or  spoil  a  horn — [great 
laughter] — in  the  attempt.  "When  he  gets  ready  to  go  down  into 
East  Tennessee,  I  hope  he  will  let  me  know.  I  want  to  go  with 
him,  side  by  side,  on  a  fine  horse,  with  epaulets,  a  cocked  hat,  and 
a  sword ;  and  our  friend  Briggs,  of  New  York,  a  former  member  of 
Congress,  who  is  now  on  the  platform,  has  promised  me  a  large 
coil  of  rope,  and  I  want  the  pleasure  of  showing  them  whom  to  hang 
— of  tying  the  rope  around  their  necks.  [Great  applause.]  I  re 
marked  that  I  had  confidence  in  our  Government  and  army  ulti 
mately  crashing  out  this  rebellion.  We  have  had  just  a  few  experi 
ments  in  this  thing  of  crushing  out  rebellion.  We  had,  a  long  time 
ago,  one  on  a  small  scale  in  Massachusetts,  and  the  Government 
crushed  it  out.  Afterward  we  had  the  whisky  rebellion  in  the 
neighboring  State  of  Pennsylvania,  and  the  Government  applied 
the  screws  and  crushed  it  out.  Still  more  recently  we  had  a 
terrible  rebellion  in  South  Carolina,  and,  with  old  Hickory  at 
the  helm,  we  crushed  it  out — [applause] — and  if  my  prayers 
and  tears  could  have  resurrected  the  old  hero  two  years  ago — 
though  I  never  supported  him  in  my  life — and  placed  him  in  the 
chair  disgraced  and  occupied  by  that  miserable  mockery  of  a  mnn 
from  Wheatland,  we  would  have  had  this  rebellion  crushed  out 
long  ago;  for,  let  General  Jackson  have  been  in  politics  what  he 
Was — I  knew  him  well — he  was  a  true  patriot  and  a  sincere  lover 
of  his  country.  [Cheers.] 

When  Floyd  commenced  stealing  muskets  and  other  implements 
of  w<ir,  and  his  associates  commenced  plotting  treason,  had  Old 
Hickory  been  President,  rising  about  ten  feet  in  his  boots  and  tak 
ing  Floyd  by  the  collar,  he  would  have  sworn  by  the  God  that 
made  Moses,  this  thing  must  stop.  [Great  laughter  and  applause.] 
And  when  Andrew  Jackson  swore  that  a  thing  had  to  stop,  it  had 
to  stop.  [Laughter.]  More  recently  still,  we  had  a  rebellion  in 
the  neighboring  State  of  JRhode  Island,  known  as  the  Dorr  rebel- 


12  PAESON  BKOWNLOW  ON  THE 

lion,  and  the  Government  very  efficiently  and  very  properly  put  it 
down  ;  but  the  great  conspiracy  of  the  nineteenth  century  and  the 
great  rebellion  of  the  age  is  DOW  ou  hand,  and  I  believe  that  Abe 
Lincoln,  with  the  people  to  back  him,  will  crush  it  out.  [Cheers 
and  applause.]  It  will  be  done,  it  must  be  done,  and  it  shall 
be  done — [great  cheering] — and,  having  done  that  thing,  gentlemen 
and  ladies,  if  they  will  give  us  a  few  weeks'  rest  to  recruit,  we  will 
lick  England  and  France  both,  if  they  wish  it— [loud  applause] — 
and  I  am  not  certain  but  we  will  have  to  do  it — particularly  Old 
England.  [Great  laughter.]  She  has  been  playing  a  double,  a 
two-fisted  game,  and  she  was  well  represented  by  Bussell,  for  he 
carried  water  on  both  shoulders.  I  don't  like  the  tone  of  her  jour 
nals,  and  when  this  war  is  finished,  we  shall  have  four  or  five  hun 
dred  thousand  well-drilled,  hardened  officers  and  men,  inured  to  the 
hardships  of  war,  under  the  lead  of  experienced  officers,  and  then  we 
shall  be  ready  for  the  rest  of  the  world  and  the  balance  of  mankind. 
When  the  rebellion  first  opened — something  like  twelve  months 
ago — I  saw,  as  every  reading  and  observing  man  could'  see, 
where  we  were  driving  to,  and  what  would  be  the  state  of  things 
in  a  very  short  time.  In  the  inauguration  of  the  rebellion  I  took 
sides  with  the  Union  and  with  the  Stars  and  Stripes  of  my 
country.  [Applause.]  How  could  I  do  otherwise?  I  had  trav 
eled  the  circuit  as  a  Methodist  preacher  in  the  State  of  South 
Carolina  in  1832,  in  Pickens  and  Anderson  counties  (Anderson 
County  being  the  one  where  John  C.  Calhoun  lived),  and  I  fought 
with  all  the  ability  I  possessed,  and  all  the  energy  I  could  muster, 
the  heresy  of  nullification  then.  I  even  prepared  a  pamphlet  in 
South  Carolina,  of  seventy  pages,  backing  up  and  sustaining  Old 
Hickory,  and  denouncing  the  nullifiers — and  they  threatened  to 
hang  me  then.  I  have  been  a  Union  man  all  my  life.  [Applause.] 
I  have  never  been  a  sectional  man.  I  commenced  my  political 
career  in  Tennessee  in  the  memorable  year  of  1828,  and  I  was  one, 
thank  God,  of  the  corporal's  guard  who  got  up  the  electoral  ticket 
for  John  Quincy  Adams  against  Andrew  Jackson.  In  the  next 
contest  I  was  for  Clay.  [Great  cheering.]  You  and  I  and  all  of  us 
cheer  and  applaud  the  mention  of  the  name  of  Henry  Clay.  I 
propose  to  move,  when  this  rebellion  is  over,  that  we  shall  hold  a 
National  Convention,  and  I  will  put  in  nomination  for  the  Pres 
idency,  the  last  suit  of  clothes  that  Clay  wore  before  his  death. 
[Great  laughter  and  applause.]  When  the  rebellion  fairly  opened, 
and  was  under  way  in  Tennessee,  they  saw  the  course  my 


SUFFERINGS  OF  UNION  MEN.  13 

paper  was  taking,  and  they  approached  me,  as  they  did  every  other 
editor  of  a  Union  paper  in  the  country,  with  money.  They  knew 
I  was  poor,  and  they  supposed  it  would  have  the  same  influence 
over  me  that  it  had  over  almost  all  the  other  Union  editors  of  the 
South,  for  they  had  bought  up  the  last  devil  of  them  all  through 
out  the  South.  [Laughter  and  cheers.]  I  told  them  as  one  did  of 
old  :  "  Thy  money  perish  with  thee."  I  pursued  the  even  tenor  of 
my  way  until  the  stream  rose  higher  and  higher  with  secession  fire, 
as  red  and  hot  as  hell  itself,  and  commenced  pouring  along  that 
great  artery  of  travel,  the  railroad  to  Manassas,  Yorktown,  Kich- 
mond,  and  Petersburg.  Then  it  was  that,  wanting  in  transporta 
tion,  wanting  in  rolling  stock,  wanting  in  locomotives,  they  had  to 
lie  over  by  regiments  in  our  town,  and  then  they  commenced  to 
ride  Union  men  upon  rails.  I  have  seen  that  done  in  the  streets, 
and  have  seen  them  break  into  the  stores  and  empty  their  con 
tents  ;  and  coining  before  my  house  with  ropes  in  their  hands,  they 

would  groan  out,  "  Let  us  give  old  Brownlow  a  turn,  the  d d 

old  scoundrel ;  come  out,  and  we  will  hang  you  to  the  first  tree." 
I  would  appear,  sometimes,  on  the  front  portico  of  my  house,  and 
would  address  them  in  this  way  :  "  Men,  what  do  you  want  with 
me  ?"  for  I  was  very  select  in  my  words.  I  took  particular  pains 
to  never  say  gentlemen.  [Laughter.]  "  Men,  what  do  you  want 
with  me  ?"  "  We  want  a  speech  from  you  ;  we  want  you  to  come 
out  for  the  Southern  Confederacy."  To  which  I  replied :  u  I 
have  no  speech  to  make  to  you.  You  know  me  as  well  as  I  know 
you  ;  I  am  utterly  and  irreconcilably  opposed  to  this  infernal  rebel 
lion  in  which  you  are  engaged,  and  I  shall  fight  it  to  the  bitter  end. 
I  hope  that  if  you  are  going  on  to  kill  the  Yankees  in  search  of 
your  rights,  that  you  will  get  your  rights  before  you  get  back." 
These  threats  toward  me  were  repeated  every  day  and  every  week, 
until  finally  they  crushed  out  my  paper,  destroyed  my  office,  ap 
propriated  the  building  to  an  old  smith's  shop,  to  repair  the  locks 
and  barrels  of  old  muskets  that  Floyd  had  stolen  from  the  Federal 
Government.  They  finally  enacted  a  law  in  the  Legislature  of 
Tennessee  authorizing  an  armed  force  to  take  all  the  arms,  pistols, 
guns,  dirks,  swords,  and  everything  of  the  sort  from  all  the  Union 
men,  and  they  paid  a  visit  to  every  Union  house  in  the  State. 
They  visited  mine  three  times  in  succession  upon,  that  business, 
and  they  got  there  a  couple  of  guns  and  one  pistol.  Being  a  Doctor 
of  Divinity  myself,  I  was  not  largely  supplied,  and  had  the  balance 


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PAESON  BEOWNLOW   ON  THE 


concealed  under  my  clotlies.  [Great  laughter.]  Finally,  after 
depriving  us  of  all  our  arms  throughout  the  State,  and  after  taking 
all  the  fine  horses  of  the  Union  men  everywhere,  without  fee  or 
reward,  for  cavalry  horses,  and  seizing  upon  the  fat  hogs,  corn, 
fodder,  and  sheep,  going  into  houses  and  pulling  the  beds  off  the 
bedsteads  in  the  daytime,  seizing  upon  all  the  blankets  they  could 
find,  for  the  army ;  after  breaking  open  chests,  bureaus,  drawers, 
and  every  tiling  of  that  sort — in  which  they  were  countenanced  and 
tolerated  by  the  authorities,  civil  and  military — our  people  rose  up 
in  rebellion,  unarmed  as  they  were,  and  one  Saturday  night  in 
November,  by  accident — I  know  it  was — precisely  at  11  o'clock, 
from  Chattanooga  to  the  Virginia  line — a  distance  of  300  miles — 
all  the  railroad  bridges  took  fire  at  one  time.  [Cheers  and 
applause.]  It  was  purely  accidental.  I  happened  to  be  out  from 
home  at  the  time.  [Laughter.]  I  had  really  gone  out  on  horse 
back — as  they  had  suppressed  my  paper — to  collect  the  fees  which 
the  sheriffs'  clerks  of  the  different  counties  were  owing  me,  which 
they,  being  Union  men,  were  ready  and  willing  to  pay  me,  know 
ing  that  I  needed  them  to  live  upon  ;  and  as  these  bridges  took 
fire  while  I  was  out  of  town,  they  swore  that  I  was  the  bell-wether 
and  ringleader  of  all  the  devilment  that  was  going  on,  and  hence 
that  I  must  have  had  a  hand  in  it.  They  wanted  a  pretext  to 
seize  upon  me,  and  upon  the  6th  day  of  December  they  marched 
me  off  to  jail — a  miserable,  uncomfortable,  damp,  and  desperate 
jail — where  I  found,  when  1  was  ushered  into  it,  some  150  Union 
men  ;  and,  as  God  is  my  judge,  I  say  here  to-night,  there  was  not 
in  the  whole  jail  a  chair,  bench,  stool,  or  table,  or  any  piece  of 
furniture,  except  a  dirty  old  wooden  bucket  and  a  pair  of  tin  dip 
pers  to  drink  with.  I  found  some  of  the  first  and  best  men  of  the 
whole  country  there.  I  knew  them  all,  and  they  knew  me,  as  I 
had  been  among  them  for  thirty  years.  They  rallied  round  me, 
some  smiling  and  glad  to  see  me,  as  1  could  give  them  the  news 
that  had  been  kept  from  them.  Others  took  rne  by  the  hand,  and 
were  utterly  speechless,  and,  with  bitter,  burning  tears  running 
down  their  cheeks,  they  said  that  they  never  thought  that  they 
would  come  to  this  at  last,  looking  through  the  bars  of  a  grate. 
Speaking  first  to  one  and  then  another,  1  bade  them  be  of  good 
cheer  and  take  good  courage.  Addressing  them,  I  said,  "  Is  it  for 
stealing  you  are  here?  No.  Is  it  for  counterfeiting  ?  No.  Is  it 
for  manslaughter  ?  Xo.  You  are  here,  boys,  because  you  adhere 


SUFFERINGS   OF  UNION   MEN.  J5 

to  the  flag  and  the  Constitution  of  our  country.  [Cheers.]  I  am 
here  with  you  for  no  other  offense  but  that ;  and,  as  God  is  my 
judge,  boys,  I  look  upon  this  6th  day  of  December  as  the  proudest 
day  of  my  life.  [Great  applause.]  And  here  I  intend  to  stay  until 
I  die  of  old  age,  or  until  they  choose  to  hang  me.  I  will  never 
renounce  my  principles."  [Cheers.] 

Before  I  was  confined  in  the  jail,  their  officers  were  accustomed 
to  visit  the  jail  every  day  and  offer  them  their  liberty,  if  they 
would  take  the  oath  of  allegiance  to  the  Southern  Confederacy  and 
volunteer  to  go  into  the  service,  and  they  would  guarantee  them 
safety  and  protection.  They  were  accustomed  to  volunteer  a  dozen 
at  a  time,  so  great  was  their  horror  of  imprisonment  and  the  bad 
treatment  they  received  in  that  miserable  jail.  After  I  got  into 
the  jail— and  they  had  me  in  close  confinement  for  three  dreadful 
winter  months — all  this  volunteering  and  taking  the  oath  ceased, 
and  the  leaders  swore  I  did  it.  [Great  cheering.]  One  of  the 
brigadier-generals,  the  son  of  an  ex-Governor  of  that  State,  who 
was  in  command  of  the  military  post,  paid  me  a  special  visit,  two 
of  his  aids  accompanying  him.  lie  came  i.n,  bowed  and  scraped, 
dressed  within  an  inch  of  his  drunken  life,  saying :  "  Why,  Brownlow, 
you  ought  not  to  be  in  here."  "But  your  authorities,"  I  replied, 
"  have  thought  otherwise,  and  they  have  put  me  here."  "  I  have 
come  to  inform  you  that  if  you  will  take  the  oath  of  allegiance  to 
the  Southern  Confederacy,  we  will  guarantee  the  protection  and 
safety  of  yourself  and  family."  Rising  up  several  feet  in  my  boots 
at  that  time,  having  my  Irish  raised  and  looking  him  full  in  the 
eye,  "  Why,"  said  I,  "I  intend  to  lie  here  until  I  rot  from  disease, 
or  die  of  old  age,  before  I  will  take  the  oath  of  allegiance  to  your 
government.  I  deny  your  right  to  administer  such  an  oath.  I 
deny  that  you  have  any  government  other  than  a  Southern  mob. 
You  have  never  been  recognized  by  any  civilized  power  on  the 
face  of  the  earth,  and  you  never  will  be.  [Applause.]  And,  sir, 
preacher  as  I  am,  I  will  see  the  Southern  Confederacy,  and  you 
and  me  on  top  of  it,  in  the  infernal  regions,  before  I  will  do  it." 
"Well,"  said  he,  "that's  d d  plain  talk."  [Laughter  and  ap 
plause.]  "Yes,"  I  replied,  "that's  the  way  to  talk  in  revolutionary 
times."  [Applause.]  But  I  must  hasten  on.  I  will  detain  you  too 
long.  [Loud  cries  of  "Go  on,  go  on."]  But,  gentlemen  and 
ladies,  things  went  on.  They  tightened  up ;  they  grew  tighter,  and 
still  more  tight.  Many  of  our  company  became  sick.  We  had  to 


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lie  upon  that  miserable,  cold,  naked  floor,  with  not  room  enough 
for  us  all  to  lie  down  at  the  same  time — and  you  may  think  what 
it  must  have  been  in  December  and  January — spelling  each  other, 
one  lying  down  awhile  on  the  floor,  and  then  another  taking  his 
place  so  made  warm,  and  that  was  the  way  we  managed  until 
many  became  sick  unto  death.  A  number  of  the  prisoners  died  of 
pneumonia  and  typhoid  fever,  and  other  diseases  contracted  by  ex 
posure  there.  I  shall  never  forget,  while  my  head  is  above  ground, 
the  scenes  I  passed  through  in  that  jail.  I  recollect  two  vener 
able  Baptist  clergymen  who  were  there — Mr.  Pope  and  Mr. 
Gate.  Mr.  Gate  was  very  low  indeed,  prostrated  from  the  fever 
and  unable  to  eat  the  miserable  food  sent  there  by  the  corrupt 
jailer  and  deputy  marshal — a  man  whom  I  had  denounced  in  my 
paper  as  guilty  of  forgery  time  and  time  again — a  suitable  repre 
sentative  of  the  thieves  and  scoundrels  that  head  this  rebellion  in 
the  South.  [Applause.]  The  only  favor  they  extended  to  me  was 
to  allow  my  family  to  send  me  three  meals  a  day  by  my  son,  who 
brought  the  provisions  in  a  basket.  I  requested  my  wife  to  send 
also  enough  for  the  two  old  clergymen.  One  of  them  was  put  in 
jail  for  offering  prayers  for  the  President  of  the  United  States,  and 
the  other  was  confined  for  throwing  up  his  hat  and  cheering  the 
Stars  and  Stripes  as  they  passed  his  house,  borne  by  a  company  of 
Union  volunteers.  When  the  basket  of  provisions  came  in  the 
morning,  they  examined  it  at  the  door,  would  look  between  the  pie 
and  the  plate  to  see  if  there  was  any  billet  or  paper  concealed 
there  communicating  treason  from  any  outside  Unionist  to  the  old 
scoundrel  they  had  in  jail ;  and  when  the  basket  went  out,  again  the 
same  ceremony  was  repeated,  to  discover  whether  I  had  slipped  in 
any  paper  in  any  way.  The  old  man  Gate  had  three  sons  in  jail. 
One  of  them,  James  Madison  Gate,  a  most  exemplary  and  worthy 
member  of  the  Baptist  church,  who  was  there  for  having  commit 
ted  no  other  crime  than  that  of  refusing  to  volunteer,  lay  stretched 
at  length  upon  the  floor,  with  one  thickness  of  a  piece  of  carpet 
under  him  and  an  old  overcoat  doubled  up  for  a  pillow,  in  the  very 
agonies  of  death,  unable  to  turn  over,  only  from  one  side  to  the 
other.  His  wife  came  to  visit  him,  bringing  her  youngest  child 
with  her,  which  was  but  a  babe,  but  they  refused  her  admittance. 
I  put  my  head  out  of  the  jail  window,  and  entreated  them,  for 
God's  sake,  to  let  the  poor  woman  come  in,  as  her  husband  was 
dying.  They  .at  last  consented  that  she  might  see  him  for  the 


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limited  time  of  fifteen  minutes.  As  she  came  in  and  looked  upon 
her  husband's  wan  and  emaciated  face,  and  saw  how  rapidly  he 
was  sinking,  she  gave  evident  signs  of  fainting,  and  would  have 
fallen  to  the  floor  with  the  babe  in  her  arms,  had  I  not  rushed  up 
to  her  and  cried,  "Let  me  have  the  babe,"  and  then  she  sank  down 
upon  the  breast  of  her  dying  husband,  unable  at  first  to  speak  a 
single  word.  I  sat  by  and  held  the  babe  until  the  fifteen  minutes 
had  expired,  when  the  officer  came  in,  and  in  an  insulting  and  per 
emptory  manner  notified  her  that  the  interview  was  to  close.  I 
hope  I  may  never  see  such  a  scene  again ;  and  yet  such  cases  were 
common  all  over  East  Tennessee. 

Such  actions  as  these  show  the  spirit  of  secession  in  the  South. 
It  is  the  spirit  of  murder  and  assassination — it  is  the  spirit  of  hell. 
And  yet  you  have  men  at  the  North  who  sympathize  with  these 
infernal  murderers.  [Applause.]  If  I  owed  the  devil  a  debt  to 
be  discharged,  and  it  was  to  be  discharged  by  the  rendering  up  to 
him  of  a  dozen  of  the  meanest,  most  revolting,  and  God-forsaken 
wretches  that  ever  could  be  culled  from  the  ranks  of  depraved  hu 
man  society,  and  I  wanted  to  pay  that  debt  and  get  a  premium 
upon  the  payment,  I  would  make  a  tender  to  his  Satanic  Majesty 
of  twelve  Northern  men  who  sympathized  with  this  infernal  rebel 
lion.  [Great  cheering.]  If  I  am  severe  and  bitter  in  my  remarks 
— [cries  of  u  No,  no ;  not  a  bit  of  it"] — if  I  am,  gentlemen,  you 
must  consider  that  wo  in  the  South  make  a  personal  matter  of 
this  thing.  [Laughter.]  We  have  no  respect  or  confidence  in  any 
Northern  man  who  sympathizes  with  this  infernal  rebellion — 
[cries  of  "  Good,  good"] — nor  should  any  be  tolerated  in  walking 
Broadway  at  any  time.  Such  men  ought  to  be  ridden  upon  a  rail 
and  ridden  out  of  the  North.  ["  Good,  good."]  They  should 
be  either  for  or  against  the  "  mill-dam  ;"  and  I  would  make  them 
show  their  hands.  [Laughter  and  applause.]  Why,  gentlemen, 
after  the  battle  at  Manassas  and  Bull  Eun,  the  officers  and  privates 
of  the  Confederate  army  passed  through  our  town  on  their  way  to 
Dixie,  exulting  over  the  victory  they  had  achieved,  and  some  of 
them  had  what  they  called  Yankee  heads,  the  entire  heads  of 
Federal  soldiers,  some  of  them  with  long  beards  and  goatees,  by 
which  they  would  take  them  up,  shake  them  out  of  the  windows 
of  the  cars,  and  say,  "  See !  here  is  the  head  of  a  d d  soldier  cap 
tured  at  Bull  Eun!"  That  is  the  spirit  of  secession  at  the  South. 
It  is  the  spirit  of  murder,  of  the  vile  untutored  savage ;  it  is  the 


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spirit  of  hell ;  and  he  who  apologizes  for  them  is  no  better  than  those 
who  perpetrate  the  deed.  [Cheers.]  In  Andy  Johnson's  town— 
[three  cheers  for  Johnson  were  here  given] — and  while  Johnson's 
name  is  on  my  lips,  I  will  make  another  remark  or  two  here  :  If 
Mr.  Lincoln  had  consulted,  the  Union  men  of  Tennessee  as  to  whom 
they  wanted  for  military  Governor  of  the  State,  to  a  man  they 
would  have  responded,  Andy  Johnson.  I  have  fought  that  man  for 
twenty-five  long  and  terrible  years :  I  fought  him  systematically, 
perseveringly,  and  untiringly ;  but  it  was  upon  the  old  issues  of 
Whiggery  and  Democracy,  and  now  we  will  fight  for  one  another. 
[Great  cheering.]  We  have  merged  in  Tennessee  all  other  parties 
and  predilections  in  this  great  question  of  the  Union.  [Cheers.] 
We  are  the  Union  men  of  Tennessee,  unconditional  Union  men— 
[cheers] — and  the  miserable  wretcli  who  will  attempt  here  or  else 
where  to  resurrect  old  exploded  parties  and  party  issues,  and  try  to 
make  capital  out  of  this  war,  deserves  the  gallows  and  deserves  death, 
[Great  applause.]  In  Andy  Johnson's  town  they  had  the  jail  full 
of  prisoners,  drove  his  family  out  of  his  house — his  wife  being  in 
the  last  stages  of  consumption — appropriated  his  house,  carpets, 
and  bedding  for  a  hospital,  and  his  wife  had  to  take  shelter  with 
one  of  her  daughters  in  an  adjoining  county,  and  Johnson  has  in 
him  to-night  a  devil  as  big — and  such  is  in  the  bosom  of  every 
Union  man  in  Tennessee — as  this  pitcher ;  and  whenever  the  Fed 
eral  army  shall  find  its  way  there,  we  will  shoot  them  down  like 
dogs  and  hang  them  on  every  limb  we  come  to.  [Applause.] 
They  have  had  their  time  of  hanging  and  shooting,  and  our  time 
comes  next;  and  I  hope  to  God  that  it  will  not  be  long.  I  am 
watching  in  the  papers  the  movements  of  the  army,  and  whenever 
I  hear  that  my  country  is  captured,  I  intend  to  return  post  haste 
and  point  out  the  rebels.  [Cheers.]  I  have  no  other  ambition  on 
earth  but  to  resurrect  the  Knoxville  Whig  and  get  it  in  full  blast, 
with  one  hundred  thousand  subscribers.  [Loud  cheering.]  And 
then,  as  the  negroes  say  down  South,  "I'll  'spress  my  opinion 
of  some  of  them."  [Great  laughter.]  If  I  have  any  talent,  it  is 
the  talent  to  pile  up  epithets  one  upon  another.  [Laughter  and 
cheers.]  In  the  town  of  Greenville,  where  Andrew  Johnson  re 
sides,  they  took  out  of  the  jail  at  one  time  two  innocent  Union 
men,  who  had  committed  no  offense  on  the  face  of  the  earth  but 
that  of  being  Union  men— Fry  and  his  comrade.  Fry  was  a  poor 
shoemaker  with  a  wife  and  half  a  dozen  children.  A  fellow  from 


SUFFEEINGS  OF  UNION  MEN.  19 

'way  Down  East  in  Maine,  by  the  name  of  Daniel  Leadbeater,  the 
bloodiest  and  the  most  ultra  man,  the  vilest  wretch,  the  most  unmit 
igated  scoundrel  that  ever  made  a  track  in  East  Tennessee— Colonel 
Daniel  Leadbeater,  late  of  the  United  States  Army,  but  now  a 
rebel  in  the  secession  army,  took  these  two  men,  tied  them  with 
his  own  hands  upon  one  limb,  immediately  over  the  railroad  track, 
in  the  town  of  Greenville,  and  ordered  them  to  hang  four  days  and 
nights,  and  directed  all  the  engineers  and  conductors  to  go  by  that 
hanging  concern  slow,  in  a  kind  of  snail  gallop,  up  and  down  the 
road,  to  give  the  passengers  an  opportunity  to  kick  the  rigid 
bodies  and  strike  them  with  a  rattan.  And  they  did  it.  I  pledge 
you  my  honor  that  on  the  front  platform  they  made  a  business  of 
kicking  the  dead  bodies  as  they  passed  by ;  and  the  women  [I  will 
not  say  the  ladies,  for  down  South  we  make  a  distinction  between 
ladies  and  women] — the  women,  the  wives  and  daughters  of  men 
in  high  position,  waved  their  white  handkerchiefs  in  triumph 
through  the  windows  of  the  car  at  the  sight  of  the  two  dead  bodies 
hanging  there.  Leadbeater,  for  his  murderous  courage,  was  pro 
moted  by  Jeff  Davis  to  the  office  of  brigadier-general.  lie  had 
an  encounter,  as  their  own  papers  at  Richmond  state,  at  Bridge 
port,  not  long  ago,  with  a  part  of  General  Mitchel's  army,  where 
he  got  a  glorious  whipping.  His  own  party  turned  round  and 
chastised  him  for  cowardice.  lie  had  courage  to  hang  innocent 
unarmed  men  taken  out  of  a  jail,  but  he  had  riot  courage  to  face 
the  Yankees  and  the  Northern  men  that  were  under  Mitchel  and 
Buell.  He  took  to  his  heels  like  a  coward  and  scavenger  as  he  is. 
[Applause  and  cheers  for  General  Mitchel.]  Our  programme  is 
this,  that  when  we  get  back  into  East  Tennessee  we  will  instruct 
all  of  our  friends  everywhere  to  secure  and  apprehend  this  fellow, 
Leadbeater ;  and  our  purpose  is  to  take  him  to  that  tree  and  make 
tlie  widow  of  Fry  tie  the  rope  around  his  infernal  neck.  [Cheers.] 
In  the  county  of  Knox,  where  I  reside,  and  only  seven  miles  west 
of  the  town  of  Knoxville,  they  caught  up  Union  men,  tied  them 
upon  logs,  elevated  the  logs  upon  blocks  six  or  ten  inches  from  the 
ground,  put  the  men  upon  their  breasts,  tying  their  hands  and 
feet  under  the  log,  stripped  their  backs  entirely  bare,  and  then, 
with  switches,  cut  their  backs  literally  to  pieces,  the  blood  running 
down  at  every  stroke.  They  came  into  court  when  it  was  in  ses 
sion,  and  when  the  case  was  stated  the  judge  replied:  "These 
are  revolutionary  times,  and  there  is  no  remedy  for  anything  of 


2Q  PAESON  BEOWNLOW  ON  THE 

the  kind."  Hence,  you  see,  our  remedy  is  in  our  own  hands;  and, 
with  the  help  of  guns,  and  swords,  and  sabers,  we  intend,  God 
willing,  to  slay  them  when  we  get  back  there,  wherever  we  find 
them.  [Cheers.] 

In  the  jail  where  I  lay  they  were  accustomed  to  drive  up  with  a 
cart,  with  an  ugly,  rough,  flat-topped  coffin  upon  it,  surrounded  by 
fifteen  to  forty  men,  with  bristling  bayonets,  as  a  guard,  and  they 
marched  in  through  the  gate  into  the  jail  yard,  with  steady,  military 
tread.  We  trembled  in  our  boots,  for  they  never  notified  us  who 
was  to  be  hanged,  and  you  may  imagine  how  your  humble  servant 
felt ;  for  if  any  man  in  that  jail,  under  their  law,  deserved  the 
gallows,  I  claim  to  have  been  the  man.  I  knew  it  and  they  knew 
it.  They  came  sometimes  with  two  coffins,  one  on  each  cart,  and 
they  took  two  men  at  a  time  and  marched  them  out.  A  poor  old 
man  of  sixty-five  and  his  son  of  twenty-five  were  marched  out  at 
one  time  and  hanged  on  the  same  gallows.  They  made  that  poor  old 
man,  who  was  a  Methodist  class-leader,  sit  by  and  see  his  son  hang 

till  he  was  dead,  and  then  they  called  him  a  d d  Lincolmto 

Union  shrieker,  and  said,  "  Come  on ;  it  is  your  turn  next."  Ho 
sank,  but  they  propped  him  up  and  led  him  to  the  halter,  and 
swung  both  off  on  the  same  gallows.  They  came,  after  that,  for 
another  man,  and  they  took  J.  C.  Ilaum  out  of  jail — a  young  man 
of  fine  sense,  good  address,  and  of  excellent  character — a  tall,  spare- 
made  man,  leaving  a  wife  at  home,  with  four  or  five  helpless  chil 
dren.  My  wife  passed  the  farm  of  Haum  the  other  day,  when 
they  drove  her  out  of  Tennessee  and  sent  her  on  to  New  Jersey — 
I  thank  them  kindly  for  doing  so — and  saw  his  wife  plowing,  en 
deavoring  to  raise  corn  for  her  suffering  and  starving  children. 
That  is  the  spirit  of  secession,  gentlemen.  And  yet  you  have  a  set 
of  God-forsaken,  unprincipled  men  at  the  North  who  are  apolo 
gizing  for  them  and  sympathizing  with  them.  [Applause.]  When 
they  took  Ilaum  out  and  placed  him  on  the  scaffold,  they  had  a 
drunken  chaplain.  They  were  kind  enough  to  notify  him  an  hour 
before  the  hanging  that  he  was  to  hang.  Ilaum  at  once  made  an 
application  for  a  Methodist  preacher,  a  Union  man,  to  come  and 
pray  for  him.  They  denied  him  the  privilege,  and  said  that  God 

didn't  hear  any  prayers  in  behalf  of  any  d d  Union  shrieker, 

and  he  had  literally  to  do  without  the  benefit  of  clergy.  But  they 
had  near  the  gallows  an  unprincipled,  drunken  chaplain,  of  their 
own  army,  who  got  up  and  undertook  to  apologize  for  Ilaum.  He 


8UFFEEINGS  OP  UNION  MEN.  21 

said  :  "  This  poor,  unfortunate  man,  who  is  about  to  pay  the  debt 
of  nature,  regrets  the  course  he  took.  He  said  he  was  misled  by 
the  Union  paper."  Haum  rose  up,  and  with  a  clear,  stentorian 
voice,  said  :  "  Fellow-citizens,  there  is  not  a  word  of  truth  in  that 
statement.  I  have  authorized  nobody  to  make  such  a  statement. 
What  I  have  said  and  done,  I  have  done  and  said  with  my  eyes 
open,  and  if  it  were  to  be  done  over,  I  would  do  it  again.  I  am 
ready  to  hang,  and  you  can  execute  your  purposes."  He  died  like 
a  man ;  he  died  like  a  Union  man,  as  an  East  Tennesseean  ought  to 
die.  As  God  is  my  judge,  I  would  sooner  be  Haum  in  the  grave 
to-day,  than  any  one  of  the  scoundrels  concerned  in  his  murder. 
[Great  applause.]  Time  rolled  on.  One  event  after  another  oc 
curred,  and  finally  a  man  of  excellent  character,  one  of  Andy  John 
son's  constituents  from  Greene  County,  by  the  name  of  Hessing 
Self,  was  condemned  to  be  hung  by  this  drum-head  court-martial, 
and  they  were  kind  enough  to  let  him  know  that  he  was  to  hang, 
a  few  hours  before  the  hour  appointed.  His  daughter,  who  had 
come  down  to  administer  to  his  comfort  and  consolation — a  most 
estimable  girl,  about  twenty-one  years  of  age — Elizabeth  Self,  a 
tall,  spare-made  girl,  modest,  handsomely  attired,  begged  leave  to 
enter  the  jail  to  see  her  father.  They  permitted  her,  contrary  to 
their  usual  custom  and  their  savage  barbarity,  to  go  in.  They  had 
him  in  a  small  iron  cage,  a  terrible  affair ;  they  opened  a  little  door, 
and  the  jailer  admitted  her.  A  parcel  of  us  went  to  witness  the 
scene.  As  she  entered  the  cage  where  her  father  was — who  was 
to  die  at  four  o'clock  that  afternoon — she  clasped  him  around  the 
neck,  and  he  embraced  her  also,  sobbing  and  crying  most  piteously. 
I  stood  by,  and  I  never  beheld  such  a  sight  since  God  Almighty 
made  me,  and  I  hope  I  may  never  see  the  like  again.  When  they 
had  parted,  wringing  each  other  by  the  hand,  as  she  came  out  of 
the  cage,  stammering  and  trying  to  utter  something  intelligible,  she 
lisped  my  name.  She  knew  my  face,  and  I  could  understand  as 
much  as  that  she  desired  me  to  write  a  dispatch  to  Jeff  Davis  and 
sign  her  name,  begging  him  to  pardon  her  father.  I  worded  it 
about  thus : 

Hon.  JEFFEKSON  DAVIS  [I  did  not  believe  the  first  word  I  wrote 
was  the  truth,  but  I  put  it  there  for  the  sake  of  form] — My  father, 
Hessing  Self,  is  sentenced  to  be  hanged  at  four  o'clock  to-day.  I 
am  living  at  home,  and  my  mother  is  dead.  My  father  is  my 
earthly  all ;  upon  him  my  hopes  are  centered,  and,  friend,  I  pray 
you  to  pardon  him.  Respectfully,  ELIZABETH  SELF. 


*>2  PAESON  BEOWNLOW  ON  THE 

Jeff  Davis,  who  had  a  better  heart  than  the  rest  of  them,  per 
haps,  immediately  responded — for  he  could  not  withstand  the 
appeals  of  a  woman — to  General  Carroll,  and  told  him  not  to  hang 
that  man  Self,  but  to  keep  him  in  jail  and  let  him  atone  for  his 
crimes  a  certain  time.  Self  has  served  his  time  out,  and  has  gone 
home,  and  that  girl  is  saved  the  grief  of  being  left  alone  without 
a  father. 

This,  ladies  and  gentlemen,  is  the  spirit  of  secession  all  over  the 
South;  it  is  the  spirit  that  actuates  them  everywhere;  it  is  the 
spirit  of  murder,  it  is  the  spirit  of  the  infernal  regions,  and,  in  God's 
name,  can  you  any  longer  excuse  or  apologize  for  such  murderous 
and  bloodthirsty  demons  as  live  down  in  the  Southern  Confederacy  ? 
[Loud  cries  of  "No,  no."]  Hanging  is  going  on  all  over  East 
Tennessee.  They  shoot  Union  men  down  in  the  fields,  they  whip 
them ;  and,  as  strange  as  it  may  seem  to  you,  in  the  counties  of 
Campbell  and  Anderson,  they  actually  lacerate  with  switches  the 
bodies  of  females,  wives  and  daughters  of  Union  men— clever,  re 
spectable  women.  They  show  no  quarters  to  male  or  female  ;  they 
rob  their  houses  and  they  throw  them  into  prison.  Our  jails  are 
all  full  now,  and  we  have  complained  and  thought  it  hard  that  our 
government  has  not  come  to  our  relief,  for  a  more  loyal,  a  more  de 
voted  people  to  the  Stars  and  Stripes  never  lived  on  the  face  of 
God's  earth  than  the  Union  people  of  Tennessee.  [Loud  cheers.] 
"With  tears  in  their  eyes,  they  begged  me,  upon  leaving  East  Ten 
nessee,  for  God  Almighty's  sake,  to  see  the  President,  to  see  the 
army  officers,  so  as  to  have  relief  sent  to  them  and  bring  them  out 
of  jail.  I  hope,  gentlemen,  you  will  use  your  influence  with  the 
army  and  navy,  and  all  concerned,  to  relieve  these  people.  They 
are  the  most  abused,  down-trodden,  persecuted,  and  proscribed 
people  that  ever  lived  on  the  face  of  the  earth.  I  am  happy  to  an 
nounce  to  you  that  the  rebellion  will  soon  be  played  out.  Thank 
God  for  his  mercies,  it  will  soon  have  been  played  out.  [Enthu 
siastic  cheers.]  Richmond  will  be  obliged  to  fall  very  soon,  for 
that  noble  fellow,  McClellan,  will  capture  the  whole  of  them.  [Re 
newed  applause.] 

I  have  confidence  and  faith  in  Fremont,  and  hope  he  may  rush 
into  East  Tennessee.  If  Ilalleck,  Buell  &  Co.— [loud  cheers]— will 
only  capture  the  region  round  about  Corinth  and  take  Memphis, 
the  play  is  out  and  the  dog  is  dead.  [Laughter  and  cheers.]  Then 
let  us  drive  the  leaders  down  into  the  Gulf  of  Mexico,  as  the  devils 


SUFFERINGS  OF  UNION  MEN.  23 

drove  the  hogs  into  the  sea  of  Galilee.  [Laughter  and  applause.] 
But  a  few  weeks  prior  to  the  last  Presidential  election  they  an 
nounced  in  their  papers  that  the  great  bull  of  the  whole  disunion 
flock  was  to  speak  in  Knoxville — a  man,  the  two  first  letters  of 
whose  name  are  "W.  L.  Yancey — a  fellow  that  the  Governor  of 
South  Carolina  pardoned  out  of  the  State  prison  for  murdering  his 
uncle,  Dr.  Earle.  He  was  announced  to  speak,  and  the  crowd  was 
two  to  one  Union  men.  I  had  never  spoken  to  him  in  all  my  life. 
He  called  out  in  an  insolent  manner,  "  Is  Parson  Brownlow  in  this 
crowd  ?"  The  disunionists  hallooed  out,  "  Yes,  he  is  here."  "  I 
hope,"  said  he,  "  the  Parson  will  have  the  nerve  to  come  upon  the 
stand  and  have  me  catechise  him."  "No,"  said  the  Breckinridge 
secessionists.  (Yes,  gentlemen,  we  had  four  tickets  in  the  field  the 
last  race — Lincoln  and  Hamlin,  Bell  and  Everett — the  Bell  and 
Everett  ticket  was  a  kind  of  kangaroo  ticket,  with  all  the  strength 
in  the  hind  legs — [laughter] — and  there  was  a  Douglas  and  John 
son  and  a  Breckinridge  and  Lane  ticket.  As  God  is  my  judge, 
that  was  the  meanest  and  shabbiest  ticket  of  the  four  that  was  in 
the  field.  Lincoln  was  elected  fairly  and  squarely  under  the  forms 
of  law  and  the  Constitution,  and  though  I  was  not  a  Lincoln  man, 
yet  I  gave  in  to  the  will  of  the  majority,  and  it  is  the  duty  of  every 
patriot  and  true  man  to  bow  to  the  will  of  the  majority.  [Cheers.] 
The  Parson  then  resumed  his  story :)  But  the  crowd  hallooed  to 
Yancey,  "  Brownlow  is  here,  but  he  has  not  nerve  enough  to  mount 
the  stand  where  you  are."  I  rose  and  marched  up  the  steps  and  said, 
"I  will  show  you  whether  I  have  the  nerve  or  not."  "Sir,"  said 
he — and  he  is  a  beautiful  speaker  and  personally  a  very  fine-look 
ing  man — "are  you  the  celebrated  Parson  Brownlow?"  "I  am 
the  only  man  on  earth,"  I  replied,  "  that  fills  the  bin."  [Laughter.] 
"Don't  you  think,"  said  Yancey,  "you  are  badly  employed  as  a 
preacher,  a  man  of  your  cloth,  to  be  dabbling  in  politics  and  med 
dling  with  state  affairs?"  "No,  sir,"  said  I;  "a  distinguished 
member  of  the  party  you  are  acting  with,  once  took  Jesus  Christ 
up  upon  a  mount — [great  laughter] — and  said  to  the  Saviour,  'Look 
at  the  kingdoms  of  the  world !  All  these  will  I  give  thee  if  them 
wilt  fall  down  and  worship  me.'  Now,  sir,"  I  said,  "  His  reply 
to  the  devil  is  my  reply  to  you:  'Get  thee  behind  me,  Satan.'1' 
[Renewed  laughter  and  applause.]  I  rather  expected  to  be  knocked 
down  by  him ;  but  I  stood  with  my  right  side  to  him  and  a  cocked 
Derringer  in  my  breeches  pocket.  I  intended  if  I  went  off  the 


24  BBOWNLOW  ON  THE  SITFFEEINGS  OF  UNION  MEN. 

platform  that  he  should  go  the  other  way.  [Cheers.]  "  Now,  sir," 
I  said,  "  if  you  are  through,  I  would  like  to  make  a  few  remarks.'* 
"Certainly — proceed,"  said  Yancey.  "Well,  sir,  you  should  tread 
lightly  upon  the  toes  of  preachers,  and  you  should  get  these  dis- 
uiiionists  to  post  you  up  before  you  launch  out  in  this  way  against 
preachers.  Are  you  aware,  sir,  that  this  old  gray -headed  man  sit 
ting  here,  Isaac  Lewis,  the  president  of  the  meeting,  who  has  wel 
comed  you,  is  an  old  disunion  Methodist  preacher,  and  Buchanan's 
pension  agent  in  this  town,  who  has  been  meddling  in  politics  all 
his  lifetime?  Sir,"  said  I,  "are  you  aware  that  this  man, 
James  D.  Thomas,  on  my  left,  is  a  Breckinridge  elector  for  this 
Congressional  district?  He  was  turned  out  of  the  Methodist  min 
istry  for  whipping  his  wife  and  slandering  his  neighbors.  Sir," 
said  I,  "are  you  aware  that  this  young  man  sitting  in  front  of  us, 
Colonel  Loudon  C.  Haynes,  the  elector  of  the  Breckinridge  ticket 
for  the  State  of  Tennessee  at  large,  was  expelled  from  the  Metho 
dist  ministry  for  lying  and  cheating  his  neighbor  in  a  measure  of 
corn?  Now,"  said  I,  "for  God's  sake,  say  nothing  more  about 
preachers  until  you  know  what  sort  of  preachers  are  in  your  own 
ranks."  And  thus  ended  the  colloquy  between  me  and  Yancey. 
I  have  never  seen  him  since.  Ladies  and  gentlemen,  I  have  spoken 
much  longer  than  I  intended.  [Cries  of  "  Go  on,  go  on."]  I  am 
hoarse  and  somewhat  feeble.  I  have  really  been  in  bed  all  day 
sick,  although  not  pretending  to  be  so  ;  but  I  ventured  out  to  try 
and  make  some  effort  if  I  could.  In  traveling  I  provide  for  a  con 
tingency  of  this  sort.  I  have  a  regularly  ordained  deacon  and  ex- 
horter  with  me,  and  much  finer  speaker,  Gen.  S.  F.  Carey,  of  Cin- 
cinati,  who  is  sound  upon  all  the  issues. 

Mr.  Brownlow,  on  taking  his  seat,  was  loudly  applauded. 

Gen.  S.  F.  CARET,  of  Ohio,  then  followed  in  an  eloquent  speech, 
after  which  the  meeting  adjourned. 


IRRELIGIOUS  CHARACTER  OF  THE  REBELLION. 


An  Address  by  Parson  JBrownlow,  delivered  before  the  Young  Men's  Christian 
Association,  at  the  Cooper  Institute,  New  York,  May  19,  1862. 

EEPOETED   BY  CHAS.   B.   COLLAR. 

PEOFESSOE  ROSWELL  D.  HITCHCOCK,  being  called  to  the  chair, 
made  a  few  eloquent  introductory  remarks,  exceedingly  appropriate 
to  the  occasion,  and  then  introduced  Parson  Brownlow  to  the  au 
dience,  who,  on  coming  forward  to  address  them,  was  greeted  with 
hearty  and  rapturous  applause. 

The  PAESON  then  spoke  as  follows : 

LADIES  AND  GENTLEMEN — Appearing  before  you  this  evening,  I 
shall  perhaps  be  briefer  than  I  usually  am  on  similar  occasions. 
If  so,  it  will  be,  however,  of  necessity.  I  will,  moreover,  as  on 
all  other  occasions,  make  no  effort  whatever  at  display,  but,  as 
Othello  terms  it,  "a  round,  unvarnished  tale  deliver."  I  will 
state  facts  to  you  of  which  I  have  personal  knowledge,  and,  in 
doing  so,  try  to  avoid  a  repetition  of  the  speech  I  delivered  at  the 
Academy  of  Music  on  Thursday  evening.  And  in  all  my  ad 
dresses,  such  as  they  are,  while  I  speak  to  the  audience  before  me, 
and  a  Northern  audience  at  that,  I  shall  take  particular  pains  to 
make  such  remarks,  founded  in  fact,  arid  in  fact  alone,  as  when 
reported — and  I  find  many  of  the  papers  are  very  accurate  and 
very  correct  in  their  reports — and  carried  'way  down  to  yonder 
Dixie,  they  will  know  and  see  there  that  I  utter  no  denunciations 
against  them  here,  however  bitter  and  however  vindictive  they  may 
seem  to  be,  that  I  have  not  for  the  last  twelve  months  uttered 
through  every  number  of  the  widely-circulated  paper  I  have  issued 
in  that  country.  [Applause.]  I  will  make  no  statement  whatever, 
I  will  utter  no  denunciations  whatever,  that  I  am  not  willing  to  go 
back  into  the  very  town  where  I  live,  and  expect  to  live  and  die 
in,  and  utter  in  the  hearing  of  the  vilest  secessionist  that  God  in 


2(5  PARSON  JJROWNLOW  ON  THE 

His  providence,  His  mysterious  providence,  has  permitted  to  live. 
It  is  known  to  many  of  you,  and  will  now  be  known  to  you  all — 
I  do  not  make  the  announcement  by  way  of  any  advertisement — 
that  I  am  bringing  out  a  book  of  some  five  hundred  pages,  which 
will  make  its  appearance  next  week,  illustrated  throughout  with 
very  fine  engravings  of  their  hangings,  shootings,  whippings,  pris 
ons,  cruelties,  and  savage  barbarities;  and  now  having  completed 
it,  and  being  ready  to  send  it  before  the  people,  they  shall  not  say 
down  in  Dixie  that  I  crossed  Mason  and  Dixon's  line  to  conjure  up 
a  terrible  book — and  I  tell  you  it  is  a  terrible  document — they  shall 
not  say  that  I  took  to  my  heels  and  ran  beyond  Mason  and  Dixon's 
line  to  publish  all  these  charges  and  all  these  violent  denunciations 
of  them ;  but  I  intend,  God  being  my  helper,  to  go  back  among 
them,  take  thousands  of  copies  of  the  book,  and  circulate  them 
there.  [Applause.]  They  shall  see  it,  read  it  at  home,  and  tremble 
in  their  boots,  as  I  give  a  fair  and  honest  but  scathing  version  of 
their  villainy  and  their  murderous  course  and  conduct  from  begin 
ning  to  end.  In  presenting  a  brief  outline  of  the  "  Irreligion  of  Se 
cession,"  I  shall  not  look  at  it  myself  through  a  pair  of  jaundiced 
spectacles ;  else  I  should  parade  before  this  large  and  intellectual 
audience  a  huge  cotton  Minerva,  sprung  from  the  brain  of  these 
boastful  Jupiters  of  the  bogus  Confederacy  South — a  set  of  men, 
take  them  one  and  all,  who  have,  under  all  circumstances,  from 
first  to  last,  wherever  they  have  spoken  of  anything  done  or  said 
north  of  Mason  and  Dixon's  line,  looked  at  it  through  a  magnify 
ing  cotton-stalk  telescope.  [Applause.]  While  I  am  prepared  to 
do  them  justice,  by  way  of  denouncing  them  and  exposing  their 
unmitigated  villainies  and  revolting  corruptions,  I  am  prepared,  and 
have  always  been  prepared — though  a  pro-slavery  man  and  advo 
cate  in  days  gone  by — to  do  the  people  of  the  North  justice,  de 
spite  the  peculiar  institution.  "We  have  made  in  the  South  the 
institution  of  slavery  the  occasion  of  kicking  up  this  great  fuss  and 
bringing  about  all  this  deviltry  and  confusion,  and  all  this  abomi 
nable  conduct  with  which  the  country  abounds,  more  particularly 
in  the  South.  We  have  done  so  without  any  cause.  "  We  of  the 
South" — as  I  have  said  at  home,  and  say  here  to-night,  and  shall 
always  say,  while  1  have  censured  a  few  of  the  violent  agitators  at 
the  North — "are  to  blame  for  this  revolution.  We  brought  it 
about ;  nothing  else  would  do  us ;  no  compromise  you  could  offer  us 
would  satisfy  us."  It  was  a  fuss  generally  that  they  wanted,  and, 


IEEELIGIOUS   CHAEACTEE  OF  THE  EEBELLION.  27 

m  God's  name,  I  hope  they  shall  have  a  fuss  to  their  hearts'  con 
tent  before  they  get  through.  [Applause.]  Why,  when  you  were 
all  anxious — as  I  was,  and  as  was  every  gentleman  and  lady  who 
reads  the  papers  and  keeps  posted  in  regard  to  the  current  news  of 
the  day — during  the  sitting  and  the  failure  of  that  Peace  Congress 
in  Washington,  do  you  not  recollect  the  dispatch  that  Pry  or,  of 
Virginia,  sent  home  from  the  House  of  Representatives  to  Rich 
mond  and  Petersburg,  saying  that  they  could  get  the  Crittenden 
Compromise,  but  they  did  not  intend  to  have  it?  Ko,  they  did  not 
intend  to  have  any  compromise.  Judge  Douglas,  as  you  will  recol 
lect,  overheard  Mason  say  in  the  Senate  of  the  United  States:  "ISTo 
matter  what  compromise  the  North  may  offer,  the  South  must  so 
contrive  it  as  to  reject  any  offers  they  may  tender."  Douglas  ex 
posed  him  publicly  in  the  Senate  of  the  United  States  for  having 
said  this.  Fourteen  Senators  in  the  United  States  Congress,  repre 
senting  seven  cotton  States,  acting  under  oaths  solemnly  adminis 
tered  upon  the  Holy  Evangelists  of  Almighty  God,  and  having 
sworn  they  would  support  the  Constitution  and  the  laws  of  the 
United  States,  and  act  in  good  faith  as  the  confidential  advisers  of 
President  Buchanan,  night  after  night  were  holding  caucuses  from 
eleven  until  three  o'clock  in  the  morning,  scheming  and  plotting  to 
overturn  the  Government,  sending  dispatches  home  upon  the 
wires,  which  had  then  not  been  captured  by  the  Federal  authority 
as  a  military  necessity,  instructing  their  friends  in  the  several 
States  to  pass  acts  of  secession  at  once,  plunge  their  States  out  of 
the  Union,  and  seize  upon  Fort  Moultrie,  Fort  Morgan,  and  this 
and  that  fort — men  who  in  a  short  time  afterward  occupied  seats 
in  the  rebel  Congress  and  in  the  rebel  Cabinet — unmitigated  and 
infamous  villains,  who  ought  to  have  their  tongues  cut  out  by  the 
roots,  and  they  themselves  hung  on  the  gallows  as  high  as  Hainan 
ever  hung.  [Applause.] 

It  was  announced  that  I  would  appear  before  you  this  evening, 
and  that  I  would  say  something  to  you  about  the  "  Irreligion  of 
Secession" — the  irreligion  of  this  great  rebellion.  In  God's  name 
where  shall  I  commence? — where  shall  I  begin,  and  where  and 
when  shall  I  end?  It  originated  in  telling,  writing,  and  swearing 
lies,  and  in  stealing,  and  it  has  been  kept  up  by  that  means,  all  tho 
time  improving  these  iniquitous  offenses  and  practices  as  they 
grow  older  and  broader.  [Loud  cheering.]  As  to  the  religion  of 
the  thing  down  South — I  assure  it — it  is  all  irreligion  with  us  at 


o§  PAKSON  BEOWNLOW  OX  THE 

the  South.  "We  are  going,  as  churches,  the  way  Noah's  ducks  went 
in  olden  time — hellward.  [Laughter.]  The  churches,  latterly, 
throughout  the  South,  are  broken  up  and  destroyed.  The  Union 
men  will  not  sit  in  the  church  and  hear  a  secessionist  preach  and 
pray.  The  secessionists  will  not  hear  a  Unionist,  or  Union  shrieker, 
as  they  call  it,  exhort,  preach,  or  pray ;  and  the  test  of  qualifica 
tion  of  the  gifts  of  a  minister  now  for  preaching  the  Gospel  down 
South  is,  Can  you  lie  without  any  conscientious  scruples?  Can 
you,  as  a  minister,  drink  mean  whisky  by  the  quart  ?  Can  you 
boast  of  your  ability  to  fight,  head  an  army,  and  lead  them  on  to 
victory  and  glory  in  the  rebel  army?  Allow  me  to  say  to  you  of 
iiiy  personal  knowledge — many  of  you  are  Episcopalians,  and  no 
doubt  worthy  and  acceptable  and  pious  members  of  the  church — 
allow  me  to  say  to  you — and  I  always  use  names,  I  always  give 
dates,  times,  and  places,  so  that  there  can  be  no  mistakes — if  yon 
want  to  detect  me  in  a  falsehood,  I  will  help  you  to  do  so — [laugh 
ter] — one  of  your  bishops — the  Eight  Reverend  Honorable  Major 
Leouidas  Polk,  with  his  Cocked  hat,  epaulets  on  his  shoulders,  and 
a  sword  hanging  by  his  side,  is  strutting  about  the  swamps  of  Cor 
inth,  Mississippi,  and  has  been  for  months  drinking  mean  whisky 
by  the  quart  and  swearing  profanely.  Taking  the  name  of  God  in 
vain  is  a  common  thing  with  him.  That  is  what  secession  has 
brought  him  to. 

Methodist  preachers  throughout  the  South  are  entitled  to  more 
consideration  than  the  ministers  of  any  other  denomination,  for 
there  is  more  unanimity  among  them.  They  are  nearly  all,  without 
exception,  rascals.  [Great  laughter.]  They  have  all  pitched  in. 
"\Vhen,  the  other  day,  they  held  an  annual  conference,  fifty  miles 
above  where  I  reside,  in  the  town  of  Greenville,  presided  over  by 
the  venerable  Bishop  James  O.  Andrews — the  man  who  split  the 
turkey  in  two  when  the  General  Conference  was  held  in  1844,  and 
whom  I  electioneered  for  in  the  General  Conference  in  Philadelphia 
in  1832,  when  he  was  ordained  and  elected  Bishop — some  of  the 
preachers  disgraced  themselves  on  that  occasion,  and,  to  render 
themselves  conspicuous  and  more  acceptable  to  the  secession  fam 
ily  in  which  they  were  boarding,  brought  me  upon  the  carpet — I 
being  at  home,  fifty  miles  distant.  If  I  had  been  present,  it  was 
about  the  last  thing  they  would  have  undertaken.  Neither  Bishop 
Andrews  nor  the  parliamentary  rules  of  the  occasion  would  have 
choked  me  off.  Had  they  mounted  me,  I  should  have  mounted 


IEEELIGIOU3   CIIAEACTEE  OF  THE  EEKELLION.  09 

them  in  return — [laughter] — and  "  when  Greek  meets  Greek,  then 
comes  the  tug  of  war,"  you  know.  They  denounced  me  by  name, 
and  my  paper — the  one  as  infamous,  and  the  other  as  a  traitor  to 
the  South,  and  clamored  for  hanging  me,  and  such  cheering  and 
clapping  of  hands  you  perhaps  never  heard  as  this  proposal  called 
forth — and  the  Bishop  enjoyed  it  as  well  as  anybody  else.  He 
enjoyed  it  equally  well  as  he  had  the  hospitalities  of  my  house  on 
many  an  occasion.  I  only  mention  the  fact  to  show  the  irreligion 
of  secession.  The  Rev.  Mr.  Fitch— an  old  presiding  elder  of  the 
Tennessee  Conference — a  man  who  has  been  a  member  of  every 
general  conference  for  the  hist  thirty  odd  years ;  who  performed 
the  tour  of  Europe  in  the  company  of  Bishop  Soules,  and  who  has 
two  sons  in  the  rebel  army;  whose  head  is  now  whitened  with 
the  frost  of  fifty  or  sixty  years — is  now  the  regularly  elected  and 
commissioned  chaplain  at  Cumberland  Gap,  near  Knoxville,  in 
Colonel  Pang's  regiment.  Mr.  Fitch  makes  a  business  of  getting 
drunk,  carrying  his  bottle  of  liquor  with  him,  and  in  his  discourses 
to  the  soldiers  on  Sunday,  he  tells  them  that  in  the  cause  in  which 
they  are  engaged,  they  are  fighting  for  the  independence  of  the 
South,  for  their  homes  and  firesides — fighting  to  keep  back  the 
abolition  hordes  of  the  North,  and  that  if  they  die  in  this  cause 
they  will  be  saved  in  heaven  even  without  grace.  [Great  laugh 
ter.]  I  tell  you,  upon  the  honor  of  a  man,  that  they  take  posses 
sion  of  the  pulpit  to  preach  to  the  soldiers  on  that  subject,  and  one 
of  them,  having  been  called  upon  to  open  a  meeting  with  prayer — 
the  Rev.  Dr.  Baldwin,  of  the  Methodist  Church — as  is  the  custom 
with  the  Methodists,  threw  up  his  hands,  and  said  :  "  Oh,  Lord, 
we  thank  Thee  for  having  inaugurated  this  revolution."  Senator 
Pickens,  a  judge  and  a  State  senator,  who  was  in  front  of  the 
pulpit,  rose  up,  and  taking  his  hat,  as  the  minister  concluded  that 
first  paragraph,  said,  "  G — d  d — n  such  a  prayer  as  that."  [Laugh 
ter.]  The  Rev.  J.  R.  Graves,  at  the  head  of  the  book  publishing 
house  in  Nashville,  and  the  editor  of  the  Tennessee  Baptist,  having 
25,000  or  30,000  subscribers,  when  the  Federal  army  approached 
Nashville,  and  he  found  his  neck  was  in  danger  of  the  halter,  took  to 
his  heels  and  ran  out  of  Nashville  in  a  sulky  at  eight  or  nine  miles 
to  the  hour,  and  I  passed  him  as  I  was  coming  with  the  flag  of 
truce.  lie-  looked  like  a  scapegallows,  as  he  is,  and  he  went  on  to 
Richmond,  raised  a  regiment  of  men  and  armed  them  with  pikes. 
"Where  is  this  brother  that  introduced  me  ?  [turning  to  Rev.  Dr. 


3Q  PAESOX  BEOWNLOW  ON  THE 

Hitchcock.]  You  are  of  the  Presbyterian  denomination.  [Laugh 
ter.]  Old  School  or  New  School  ?' 

A  GENTLEMAN  IN  THE  AUDIENCE — I  will  ask  Parson  Brownlow 
if  he  knew  the  Kev.  Dr.  Martin? 

PARSON  BROWNLOW — I  will  do  him  justice  directly.     [Laughter.] 

THE  SAME  GENTLEMAN — I  believe  he  is  a  graduate  of  the  Union 
Theological  Seminary,  and  there  must  be  a  number  of  this  audience 
who  know  him. 

PARSON  BROWNLOW — You  didn't  fully  graduate  him  at  your 
college.  [Laughter.]  He  is  now  taking  lessons  under  the  devil, 
to  my  personal  knowledge.  [Great  laughter.]  I  thought  my 
brother  (the  Rev.  Dr.  Hitchcock)  was  an  Old  School  Presbyterian ; 
ay,  belonging  to  the  Old  School,  who  sing  David's  psalms  with 
double  lines  and  grease  their  boots  with  tallow.  [Laughter.]  But 
I  find  that  he  is  a  NQW  School  Presbyterian.  Mr.  Martin  is  a  New 
School  Presbyterian,  a  native  of  East  Tennessee,  and  a  citizen  of 
the  town  in  which  I  lived.  Until  he  became  a  secessionist  he  was 
a  clever  man — a  high-minded,  honorable  man.  But  allow  me  to 
say,  that  whenever  secession  enters  into  a  man  at  the  South, 
whether  Priest  or  Levite,  whether  a  highlander  or  a  lowlander,  a 
prince  or  a  peasant,  the  devil  accompanies  it.  They  both  enter 
together,  and  you  may  expect  that  man  to  do  the  work  of  the 
devil  from  that  time  forward  and  forevermore.  Mr.  Maynard,  a 
member  of  Congress  from  the  Knoxville  district — not  to  the  bogus 
Congress,  but  to  the  United  States  Congress — [applause] — is  an 
elder  in  the  New  School  Presbyterian  Church,  one  of  the  finest 
scholars  in  East  Tennessee — a  very  high-toned  and  honorable  gen 
tleman.  He  had  no  sooner  left  the  city  of  Knoxville  and  made 
his  escape  across  the  Cumberland  Mountains,  for  his  seat  in  Con 
gress,  than  the  Rev.  Joseph  II.  Martin,  about  whom  the  gentleman 
inquired,  made  a  set  speech,  going  through  all  the  formalities  of  a 
text  on  the  Lord's  day,  and  preached  an  entire  sermon — an  abusive 
and  outrageous  sermon— and  prayed  an  outrageous  prayer,  leveled 
at  Mr.  Maynard.  He  implored  God  that  his  traitorous  feet  and 
cowardly  tracks  might  never  again  be  seen  or  known  in  Tennessee, 
and  that  they  might  never  press  the  soil  of  the  streets  of  Knox 
ville.  The  wife  of  Mr.  Maynard,  who  is  in  this  neighborhood,  and, 
for  aught  I  know,  may  be  in  this  audience  to-night,  and  who  is  in 
every  sense  an  intelligent,  amiable,  and  Christian  lady,  and  who 
was  present  on  the  occasion  when  her  husband  was  so  denounced, 


IEEELIGIOUS   CHARACTER  OF  THE  REBELLION.  £} 

affected  to  tears,  rose  up  and  left  tlie  liouse ;  and  although  she  was 
driven  out  from  Knoxville  but  a  few  weeks  ago,  it  is  to  her  honor 
and  credit  that  she  never  disgraced  herself  by  visiting  'his  vile 
sanctuary  any  more.  [Cries  of  "  Good."]  In  the  most  sneaking 
and  hypocritical  manner  he  paid  her  a  visit  afterward,  and  apolo 
gized  to  her  for  his  abuse  of  her  husband  ;  said  he  did  not  want  to 
do  it,  but  his  elders  and  Major  Wallace  required  him  to  do  it,  and 
he  had  to  do  it  to  hold  on  to  his  salary  and  place.  What  do  you 
think  of  a  devil  like  that?  That  is  one  of  your  New  School 
Presbyterians. 

Now  for  the  Old  School.  [Laughter.]  I  have  represented  all 
the  other  denominations ;  let  us  hear  from  the  Old  School  now- 
The  pastor  of  the  Old  School  Church  in  Knoxville — a  man  of  edu 
cation  and  of  very  fair  talents,  and,  until  secession  broke  out,  I 
thought  him  a  gentleman  and  a  Christian — a  short  time  before 
he  left  Knoxville  had  occasion  to  preach  on  the  subject  of  secession. 
He  gave  out  that  he  would  hold  forth  in  his  large  brick  church,  and 
the  announcement  attracted  a  large  crowd.  A  portion  of  my 
family  were  there  from  curiosity  to  hear  what  was  to  be  said  in 
favor  of  secession.  Now,  gentlemen  and  ladies,  I  am  going  to 
quote  Mr.  Harrison  correctly,  and  I  wish  the  newspaper  reporters 
here  to  take  down  the  words  just  as  I  repeat  them.  I  want  him — 
I  want  the  world  and  the  rest  of  mankind — [laughter] — to  know 
and  read  what  he  said  upon  that  subject.  He  made  the  bold  and 
open  declaration  that  Jesus  Christ  was  a  Southerner,  born  upon 
Southern  soil.  [Laughter.]  lie  did  not  intend  it  as  any  play  upon 
words  or  as  any  joke.  lie  said  "that  Jesus  Christ  was  a  South 
erner,  born  upon  Southern  soil ;  and  so  were  his  disciples  and 
apostles — all,  except  Judas,  and  he  was  a  Northern  man."  Hold 
ing  up  the  Bible  in  his  hands,  he  remarked  to  the  audience,  "  I  had 
sooner" — [I  imagine  he  was  sober ;  I  would  not  say  he  was,  for 
they  are  nearly  all  drunk  on  corn-whisky] — "  I  had  sooner,  my 
brethren,  announce  to  you  a  text  for  discussion  from  the  pulpit  out 
of  the  Bible  or  Testament  that  I  knew  had  been  printed  and 
bound  in  hell,  than  out  of  any  Bible  or  Testament  that  was  printed 
or  bound  north  of  Mason  and  Dixon's  line  !"  These  are  the  identi 
cal  words.  That  was  a  part  of  a  Gospel  sermon  on  the  Lord's 
day,  and  a  more  unmitigated,  God-forsaken  set  of  scoundrels  do 
not  live  than  the  preachers  of  the  Gospel  down  South.  Of  course, 
you  must  understand  that  I  make  honorable  exceptions  in  every 


32  PARSON  BEOWNLOW  ON  THE 

denomination.  As  a  general  thing — I  say  it  in  sorrow  and  not  in 
anger — the  most  unmitigated  set  of  villains  they  have  in  the  South 
are  the  Methodist,  Baptist,  Presbyterian,  and  Episcopalian  preach 
ers.  We  have  a  single  exception  in  the  town  in  which  I  live — the 
Rev.  Thomas  W.  Ilurne,  rector  of  the  Episcopal  Church — a  Union 
man,  born  and  raised  in  the  town  of  Knoxville,  a  graduate  of  East 
Tennessee  University — a  slaveholder  and  a  man  of  property — a 
very  liberal  and  reliable  man.  Bishop  Otie  furnished  him  some 
months  ago  with  a  new  prayer.  The  old  prayer  would  not  an 
swer,  because  it  required  him  to  pray  for  the  President  of  the 
United  States,  and  to  do  that  was  to  pray  in  effect  for  old  Abe 
Lincoln.  That  was  worse,  Bishop  Otie  thought,  than  to  pray  for 
the  devil,  and  he,  therefore,  furnished  him  with  another  prayer, 
.substituting  the  President  of  the  Confederate  States  of  America, 
and  the  Confederate  Government  where  the  United  States  Govern 
ment  was  named  or  alluded  to.  Mr.  Hume,  frankly  and  promptly, 
like  a  man,  said  he  would  not  abandon  his  prayer-book  and  the 
•regular  form  ;  that  he  did  not  believe  in  the  Confederate  Govern 
ment  or  in  Jeff  Davis.  They  turned  him  out  and  procured  another 
pliant  tool  and  catspaw,  who  was  willing  to  pray  for  anybody  for 
his  victuals,  his  wine,  and  his  liquor.  [Laughter.] 

I  -am  -addressing  the  Young  Men's  Christian  Association.  The 
.members  of  that  organization,  besides  many  hundreds  of  others, 
have -expected  me,  upon  this  occasion,  to  speak  of  the  "Irreligion 
of  Secession"  down  South;  but,  as  I  remarked  at  the  outset,  where 
shall  I  begin  ?  what  shall  not  I  say  ?  what  shall  I  not  charge  upon 
them?  All  the  iniquities  that  ever  prevailed  anywhere  on  the 
face  of  God's  green  earth  they  have  in  full  blossom  in  every  State 
south  of  Mason  and  Dixon's  line.  I  repeat  to  you  that  the 
churches  there  are  all  utterly  ruined ;  they  are  all  going  to  de 
struction.  The  ministers,  class-leaders,  deacons,  exhorters,  are  all 
talking  secession,  lying  secession,  drinking  mean  liquor,  and  advo 
cating  the  cause  of  Jeff  Davis  and  the  devil ;  and  they  have  aban 
doned  God  and  His  holy  religion.  Wicked  as  you  are  reported  to 
have  been,  I  invoke,  to-night,  the  prayers  of  the  people  of  New 
York  for  these  vile,  unmitigated  devils  in  the  South. 

After  this  statement  you  will  not  think  it  strange  that,  when 
they  tendered  me  a  passport  and  escort  to  leave  the  Confederacy, 
I  gladly  and  cheerfully  accepted  them.  And  in  this  connection  I 
will  give  you  a  very  brief  history  of  my  adventures  in  leaving  that 


IEEELIGIOUS   CIIAEACTEB  OF  THE  REBELLION.  33 

country,  which  I  failed  to  do  at  the  Academy  of  Music.  They 
held  me  in  prison  three  months,  and  then  I  received  a  letter  from 
Mr.  Benjamin — the  hero  of  Yale  College,  where  he  commenced 
stealing  when  he  was  a  college  boy  there,  and  who  has  kept  it  up 
ever  since.  Talk  about  the  corruptions  of  Abe  Lincoln  and  his 
Cabinet ;  why,  these  Southern  leaders  can  out-IIerod  Herod,  and 
I  would  not  insult  the  memory  of  Judas  by  comparing  him  to 
any  of  them.  As  I  said,  Benjamin  sent  me  a  letter  from  Rich 
mond,  the  burden  of  which  was — "  You  are  a  very  bad  man,  Mr. 
Brownlow,  a  dangerous  man  to  remain  in  the  Southern  Confeder 
acy,  and  we  propose  to  give  you  a  passport  and  military  escort  to 
take  you  away  from  our  lines  among  the  people  with  whom  you 
sympathize."  I  said,  in  reply,  "  Good !  we  will  strike  a  bargain  ; 
give  me  your  passport  and  a  military  escort,  and  I  promise  you  in 
return  to  do  more  for  the  Southern  Confederacy  than  the  devil 
has  ever  done — I  will  quit  the  country."  [Great  laughter.]  I 
knew  he  had  never  left  the  country.  Although  I  was  feeble,  and 
could  not  walk  ten  steps  without  assistance,  yet  I  told  them  I  was 
ready  to  go.  I  took  some  bed-clothes  along,  and  fixed  myself  up 
as  comfortably  as  I  could  to  make  the  trip.  I  had,  as  an  escort, 
twelve  men  armed  with  bayonets  and  with  muskets  loaded  with 
buckshot.  They  were  selected  from  a  rebel  company,  but  they 
were  Union  men,  personally  known  to  me,  friends  that  would  have 
fought,  bled,  and  died  for  me,  though  in  the  vile  service  of  Davis, 
and  the  two  officers  who  went  with  them  were  Union  men — Adj. 
Young  and  Lieut.  Bryan,  a  cousin  of  my  wife.  With  this 
escort  I  started,  and  we  were  interrupted  at  different  points  by  the 
rebel  troops  and  by  the  citizens,  who  urged  them  to  bring  Brown- 
low  out  of  the  cars  and  hang  him.  At  Athens,  65  miles  from 
Knoxville,  where  we  had  to  stop  for  dinner,  they  made  a  rush  for 
the  cars,  but  the  officers,  planting  six  men  at  each  end,  declared 
they  would  all  shoot  as  long  as  they  had  loads  in-  their  muskets, 
and  then  they  would  use  their  bayonets.  [Applause.]  One  of 

the  rebel  officers  said  he  must  see  the  "  d d  old  traitor  any 

how  before  he  was  landed  north  of  Mason  and  Dixon's  line." 
They  told  him  that  he  could  eome  and  look  at  me  if  the  sight 
would  be  of  any  service  to  him.  They  brought  him  in ;  he  in 
spected  me  particularly  ;  looked  daggers  at  me,  and  I  looked  dag 
gers  at  him.  I  had  just  as  much  brass  in  my  face  as  he. 
"Well,"  says  he,  ;'T  am  satisfied;  I  now  believe  all  I  have  ever 


o^  PAESON  BEOWNLOTV  ON  THE 

heard  about  him ;    I  believe  that  he  is  just  as  dangerous  as  he 

was  ever  said  to  be;    but  it  is  a  pretty  d d  piece  of  work 

that  he  should  be  gallanted  to  Nashville  in  this  way,  with  a  guard 
and  passport.  Why,  I  should  like  to  perform  the  pilgrimage  to 
Nashville  myself  on  the  same  terms."  "  Well,"  says  I,  "  you  hold 
on  here  a  few  days ;  there  is  a  penitentiary  at  Nashville,  and  the 
sheriff  will  take  you  there  at  the  expense  of  the  county."  [Laugh 
ter.]  Then  he  wanted  to  pitch  into  me,  but  the  officers  restrained 
him,  and  told  me  I  had  better  not  say  anything  more.  Having 
always  been  a  loyal  man,  I  told  them  that  I  would  submit ;  it  was 
pretty  hard  work,  however,  to  keep  my  mouth  shut.  [Laughter.] 
At  some  other  places  they  came  around  with  ropes,  and  although 
I  arn  not  very  good  at  interpreting  hieroglyphics,  I  understood 
what  they  meant.  At  one  depot  they  made  a  rush  and  swore 
they  would  have  me  any  way,  but  my  escort  planted  themselves  at 
each  end  of  the  car  and  kept  them  back,  and  some  of  them  then 
threatened  to  shoot  through  the  window.  At  Shelby villc,  General 
Ilardee  arrested  me  and  confined  me  for  ten  days,  and  was  on  the 
eve  of  sending  me  to  Montgomery,  but  my  officers  insisted  on  his 
regarding  Mr.  Benjamin's  passport,  indorsed  by  Jeff  Davis,  and 
the  flag  of  truce  granted  by  Major-General  Geo.  B.  Crittenden, 
addressed  to  General  Buell,  saying  "  it  would  be  a  disgrace  to  the 
Confederacy  and  the  whole  of  us  not  to  carry  out  our  pledges." 
So  he  finally  agreed  to  let  me  off,  after  holding  me  in  confinement 
ten  days. 

The  railroad  being  torn  up,  we  hired  carriages,  buggies,  and 
omnibuses,  and  set  out  on  our  journey  upon  a  beautiful  turnpike. 
We  were  interrupted  by  the  cavalry  of  this  fellow  Morgan,  about 
whose  depredations  you  have  all  heard  so  much,  and  they  had  a 
serious  notion  of  hanging  me  whether  or  no,  but  they  permitted 
us  to  pass,  and  we  passed  on  until  we  got  within  five  miles  of 
Nashville.  It  was  a  cold  day  early  in  March.  We  saw  first,  in  the 
distance,  on  the  side  of  the  turnpike,  a  large  log-heap  on  fire,  sur 
rounded  by  men,  and  then  we  saw  any  number  of  tents,  and  I  be 
held  in  the  distance  the  Stars  and  Stripes  fluttering  in  the  breeze. 
[Cheers.]  The  first  and  the  only  time  since  I  left  home  that  I  was 
induced  to  shed  a  tear  was  on  that  occasion.  The  soldiers  drew 
up  in  front  of  the  carriage  as  we  advanced.  "  Halt!  halt  there  !" 
they  called  out;  "by  what  authority  are  you  corning  in  here  with 
a  flag  of  trace  ?"  I  rose  up  in  the  carriage,  as  my  friend  by  my  side 


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35 


was  holding  the  lines,  and  said,  "  Gentlemen,  are  you  the  Federal 
pickets?"  "Yes,  sir."-  "Well,  then,"  said  I,  "I  am  Parson 
Brownlow."  Some  of  them  dropped  their  guns,  others  clapped 
their  hands.  They  all  rushed  to  the  carriage,  and  would  not  per 
mit  me  to  get  out  of  it,  but  lifted  me  out.  [Applause.]  "  AVe 
know  you  are  suffering  with  the  cold,"  said  they  ;  "come  up  to  the 
fire  and  warm  yourself."  They  dispatched  one  of  their  sergeants 
to  Brigadier- General  Wood,  and  he  came  riding  in  on  a  fine  black 
charger,  his  aid  by  his  side,  and  he  was  so  excited  as  to  forget  his 
dignity  as  an  officer  by  taking  his  hat  off,  waving  it,  and  crying 
out,  "So  many  cheers,  my  gallant  men,  for  Parson  Brownlow," 
and  they  made  the  welkin  ring.  He  made  a  glorious  speech  to  the 
boys,  and  addressing  me,  he  said,  "I  will  put  you  into  my  carriage 
with  my  aids,  and  send  you  down  to  General  Buell."  Gentlemen, 
I  had  not  been  accustomed  to  such  treatment.  [The  Parson  was 
affected  to  tears.]  At  Xashville  I  met  as  many  as  ninety-five  regi 
ments,  and  had  the  pleasure  to  see  every  division  march  out  under 
Mitchell,  and  Thomas,  and  Crittenden,  arid  one  and  another,  until 
they  all  marched  toward  Pittsburg  Landing.  I  left  on  a  steamer, 
by  way  of  Fort  Donelson,  and  up  the  Ohio,  for  Cincinnati.  There 
I  commenced  speaking,  and  have  been  speaking  on  my  way  hero 
since ;  and  while  I  am  not  a  vain  man,  and  have  nothing  to  make 
me  vain,  it  is  peculiarly  gratifying  to  me  to  have  met  with  the 
treatment  and  reception  given  to  me  before  I  reached  this  city  and 
since,  for  no  sooner  had  a  few  straggling  Cincinnati  papers,  con 
taining  extracts  from  my  speeches,  got  through  the  blockade,  down 
into  the  land  of  Dixie,  than  the  Southern  papers  commenced 
boasting  that  I  was  utterly  repudiated  at  the  ISTorth,  wherever  I 
went,  and  that  I  was  hissed  and  scorned  as  a  traitor  by  the  people, 
who  hated  a  traitor  to  the  South  as  they  did  a  traitor  to  their  own 
country. 

I  have  spoken  longer  than  I  intended,  and  I  have  spoken  under 
great  disadvantage.  I  thank  you,  ladies  and  gentlemen,  for  the 
patience  with  which  you  have  heard  me.  I  regret  that  I  could  not 
have  interested  you  with  a  better  speech.  I  can  only  say  that  I 
hope  you  will  overlook  all  errors  and  blunders  I  may  have  com 
mitted,  in  view  of  the  goodness  and  glory  of  the  cause  in  which 
we  are  engaged— [applause]— the  cause  of  God,  of  our  country,  of 
our  Union — a  cause  in  which  I  am  willing  to  suffer,  in  which  I 
Lave  always  been  willing  to  suffer,  and  for  which,  if  need  be,  I  am 


30  IEEELIGIOUS   CHAEACTEE  OF  THE  EEBELLIOK 

•willing  to  die,  and  I  will  never  shrink  from  offering  up  my  life  for 
the  defense  of  the  Union  and  the  Stars  and  Stripes  of  my  country, 
if  the  sacrifice  is  required  of  me.  [Applause.]  I  have  but  two 
boys  in  the  world — one  is  with  me  now,  the  other  is  a  captain  in 
the  Federal  army,  now  marching  upon  the  Cumberland  Gap, 
and  he  is  expecting  to  march  upon  East  Tennessee,  and,  God 
helping,  to  recover  his  old  home  ;  and  as  God  is  my  witness  before 
you  this  afternoon,  as  much  as  I  love  that  boy — a  gallant  fellow  as 
he  is — I  would  sooner  that  his  body  was  riddled  with  grape-shot, 
fighting  under  the  flag  of  the  Union,  than  that  he  should  triumph 
under  the  infernal  flag  that  floats  over  the  Southern  Confederacy. 
[Loud  and  long  continued  applause.] 

After  a  brief  but  eloquent  speech  from  Gen.  Carey,  the  meeting 
adjourned. 


PARSON  BROWNLOW 

BOOK. 


Being  his  own  Narrative  of  his  Perils. 
Adventures  and  Sufferings  among  the 
Secessionists  of  Tennessee. 

As  to  its  contents,  we  have  no  hesitation  in  saying  that  the 
public  will  be  startled  at  this  narrative  of  facts.  It  lays  bare  the 
persecutions  and  cruelty  which  marked  the  development  of  the 
secession  conspiracy  in  Tennessee,  the  disasters  and  the  ruin  with 
which  it  devastated  communities  once  prosperous,  and  sundered 
families  once  happy ;  more  than  all,  it  exposes  the  bad  and  reck 
less  ambition,  and  the  relentless  bloodthirstiness,  by  which  the 
ringleaders  of  the  conspiracy  were  stimulated  to  their  work  of 
crime  and  treason. 

The  narrative  is  one  of  personal  experiences.  The  author 
vouches  for  the  accuracy  of  its  statements.  The  public  may, 
therefore,  accept  it  as  not  only  a  reliable  but  a  peculiar  chapter  in 
the  general  history  of  the  times  ;  and  we  are  confident  that  no 
more  significant,  startling,  or  instructive  memorial  of  the  Rebel 
lion,  in  its  minute  personal  and  social  bearings,  is  now  accessible. 

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A    'SLIGHT    COLD,"   COUCH, 

HOARSENESS,    OR  SORE   THROAT, 

Which  might  be  checked  with  a  simple  remedy,  if  neglected, 

often  terminate  seriously.  Few  are  aware  of  the  importance 

of  stopping  a  Cough,  or  "  SLIGHT  COLD"  in  its  first  stage  ; 

that  which  in  the  beginning  would  yield  to  a  mild 

remedy,  if  not  attended  to,  soon  attacks  the  lungs. 


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"BROWN'S    BRONCHIAL    TROCHES" 

Were  first  introduced  eleven  years  ago.  /(  has  been  proved  that  they  are  the  best  article  before  the 
public  for  COUGHS,  COLDS,  BRONCHITIS,  ASTHMA,  CATARRH,  the  Hacking  Cough  in  CONSUMPTION,  and 
numerous  affections  of  the  THROAT,  giving  immediate  relief. 

PUBLIC    SPEAKERS    AND    SINGERS 

will  find  them  effectual  for  clearing  and  strengthening  the  voice. 


CERTIFICATES. 

COMMONWEALTH  OF  MASSACHUSETTS, 
STATE  HOUSE,  SENATE  CHAMBER,  BOSTON,  July  21,  1860. 
JOHN  I.  BROWN  &  SON  : 

Gentlemen:  Your  Troches  are  too  well  and  favorably  known  to  need  commendation,  but  I  will 
merely  say  that  I  have  used  them  frequently  during  the  past  flve  years,  and  regard  them  as  the 
best  preparation  known  to  me  for  the  vocal  organs. 

I  am  truly  yours,  CHARLES  A.  PHELFS, 

President  Massachusetts  Senate. 

From  Mr.  C.  H.  Gardner,  Principal  of  Rutgers  Female  Institute,  New  York. 
Dear  Sirs:  1  have  been  afflicted  with  Bronchitis  during  the  past  winter,  and  found  no  relief  till 
I  found  your  "  Bronchial  Troches."     I  shall  take  pleasure  in  recommending  their  use  to  a  large 
class  of  pupils,  and  to  others  who  may  need  this  remedy. 

Yours,  respectfully,  C.  H.  GARDNER. 

To  Messrs.  JOHN  I.  BROWN  &  SON,  Boston. 

Messrs.  John  I.  Brown  &  Son  :  I  have  constantly  used  your  "  Bronchial  Troches  "  for  two  years, 
and  find  them  particularly  efficacious  in  clearing  and  strengthening  the  voice,  either  for  singing 
or  speaking.  Yours,  respectfully, 

Academy  of  Music,  Sept.  23,  1856.  JULIA  BARROW. 

"That  trouble  in  my  throat  (for  which  the  '  Troches  '  are  a  specific)  ,  having  made  me  often  a 
mere  whisperer." 

«  Pre-eminently  the  first  and  best."  REV.  HENRY  WARD  BEECHER. 

<  I  recommend  their  use  to  public  speakers."  REV.  E.  H  CHAP1N,  ^  Y. 
'  Great  service  in  subduing  Hoarseness.  "                                           REV.  IXAMKL  AV  ISE  iV  Y. 
«  I  have  proved  them  excellent  in  Whooping  Cough.-'                  REV.  H.  W  WAHREN,  h<>stan. 
•  Great  benefit  in  affections  of  the  Bronchial  organs."                     I)R.  J.  J  -  W.  LANE,  Boston. 
'  A  simple  and  elegant  combination  for  Coughs,"  etc.                     DR.  G   I  .  BIGELOW  ,  Ko^n. 

<  Contain  no  opium  or  any  thing  injurious."  DR.  A.  A.  HAYES,  Chemist,  Boston. 

'  Very  beneficial   in  clearing  the  throat,  when  compelled  to  speak    though  suffering   from 
1  1  •))  REV.  S.  J.  P.  ANDKR^ONj  St.  l^ntis. 

I  heartily  unite  in  the  above  commendation."  RKV.  M.  SCHUYLER,  St.  Louis. 

A  friend  having  tried  many  remedies  for  Asthma,  with  no  benefit,  found  relief  from   the 

hoq  "  KEV-  U<  LM1>,  frmUffvn.  1(1. 


c 

Mot  salutary  relief  in  Bronchitis."  REV.  S.  SEIGFR1ED,  Jforrwtoim,  Ohio. 

"  I  have  been  much  afllicted  with  BRONCHIAL  AFFECTION,  producing  Hoarseness  and  Cough.    The 
Troches  are  the  only  effectual  remedy,  giving  power  and  clearness  to  the  voice. 

REV.  GEO.  SLACK,  Minister  Church  of  England,  Milton  Parsonage,  Canada. 
«  Two  or  three  times  I  have  been  attacked  by  BRONCHITIS,  so  as  to  make  me  fear  that  I  should 
be  compelled  to  desist  from  ministerial  labor,  through  disorder  of  the  Throat.     But  from  a 
moderate  use  of  the  Troches,  I  now  find  myself  able  to  preach  nightly,  for  weeks  together,  with 
out  the  slightest  inconvenience." 

REV.  E.  B.  RYCKMAN,  Wesleyan  Minister;  Montreal. 

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